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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 14, 2010 19:34:08 GMT
“Because you know I would recognize my niceness and have to point it out,” he joked with a small shrug, “Sooner or later, you’re going to start speaking in my language, too. Your mom jokes will be flying out of your mouth left and right,” he grinned. Ew, did he really want her to start talking like him? It would be kind of hot.. Wait, whoa, no way! What the hell was his problem? He really needed to see a doctor or something. His problems were just getting worse and worse, “And you don’t doubt that I’m the hottest beast on the land,” he smirked, knowing full well that she would have something to say to that. He could be cocky, sure, but he really didn’t think he was the hottest person out there. That was a little too much, even for him. He usually just said that to piss people off. He did think he was hot, though, and he could thank all of the womanly attention for that one, “Oh, yeah. Um, my whole family is all muggle and stuff.. So I’m a muggle born.. and stuff. Which would explain why I enjoy making muggle references,” he admitted. For a moment, he actually hoped that Annie wouldn’t care about his blood being as such. But why should he care if she cared or not? He hated her, so it didn’t matter. He hated her a lot, “Oh, yes, I always have myself a stash of cherry lollipops,” he said without thinking. Oh, crap, she probably thought that had something to do with the taste of her lips. Which it did, but he didn’t want her to know that! He brushed it off, moving on, “Yes, perhaps, but if I do have to stay the night, I’m sure you’d want me as a snuggle buddy, too,” he chuckled.
“Some people just need to stay indoors. They’re too frightening to be seen in public. We shouldn’t be tortured like that. It’s just not fair for anyone involved,” Trevor said, nearly laughing at his own comment, but luckily able to hold it in. He should have known that he would get an answer like that. The question was completely random, and quite suggestive, too, and apparently he hadn’t been thinking before it had escaped his mouth, “Haha, that’s funny, you know, I should, I never thought of that,” he replied, right in time to feel a hand come in contact with his cheek, “Hey! I wasn’t implying that you were one. I just thought you might know, or be friends with some people who are!” he replied quickly, already beginning to rub his cheek. Damn, it stung just as badly as last time, and his ear was ringing again! “God, I like it rough too, but could you save it till after the pancakes?” he asked, letting that little comment slip, when he had really meant to hold it in. He shook his head, not even letting that image slip into his mind, or letting her fool him once more, “And, no, that position is taken by me,” he added easily, rubbing his cheek just a bit more before he reached out to take another sip of that orange juice she had poured him, turning to look at Annie as he did so. And of course, he had to start laughing at her words right then, and managed to spray orange juice in her direction. This only made him laugh even harder.
“Well, you’re a bad thing?” it came out more as a question, as he was still laughing slightly in his search to find a towel to try and clean up whatever orange juice mess he had just made. Of course, he had no idea where to start looking, so he would just let Annie take care of that, “It’ll be even more funny when you become my wife, so your last name would be Schumacher,” he responded with a laugh, afterwards realizing how awkward that sounded. He was full of awkward moments today. He was actually amused that she seemed to be laughing so much. Was he some of the cause of all her laughter? That actually made him feel kind of good inside. Was that weird? Probably. This was Annie, after all, “Yeah, you’d probably erase every memory you ever had. Including ones of me. That would be depressing. Then again.. it could probably be like we start all over. Then I would know how to get on your good side right away,” he joked with a smirk, his back turned to Annie, so he hadn’t even realized her reaction to that statement. Expect him to be as inconsiderate as that.
“Oh, yeah, forgot about that,” he replied with a chuckle, taking a sip from the orange juice carefully this time, and managing to keep it in his mouth. He nearly started laughing again just because he started thinking about spitting it on Annie again, “Yeah, I’ve noticed that,” he began, setting the cup down on the counter next to where he was cooking the pancake, “I guess I’m just an easily heatable person,” he concluded, jumping when he suddenly felt someone tickling him. No one ever tickled him, “That was weird, yet it still heated me. See?” he pointed out, laughing as well. Ew, why weren’t they throwing insults at each other? Sure, she had smacked him again, and his cheek still stung a bit, but this was so much more different than what they usually went through. He took the second finished pancake and carefully balanced it on the spatula as he brought it over to Annie’s place, plopping it down, “Eat that one, too. You need some meat on those bones,” he joked, “That’s awesome, I never would have thought you would have liked that saying,” he said with another laugh. It was actually strangely impressive, “Lolworthy? That word is amazing. I’m gonna have to write that down,” he added with a grin, “And I’m glad that I was able to give you a mouthgasm.. even though it was the pancakes.. but I did cook them, so I’m responsible for it. I mean, there are other gasms I can give you,” he added with a wink. He was practically doing a dance inside when she said he was good at kissing and comebacks. Was she serious? Who cares, at least she said it! “So ‘your mom’ and ‘your face’ are good comebacks?” he asked hopefully. Oh, he was getting very heated, now.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 14, 2010 20:45:45 GMT
lying is the most fun a girl can have [/font] WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] "Hahah that's doubtful. Niceness and you just sounds so wrong"
[/color] Annie said, laughing at the idea, although inside she was thinking that he wasn't as bad as people thought. He actually seemed pretty decent, and he could make her laugh which was fantastic. She always looked for that in a guy. She also looked for nice hair, pretty eyes and a great smile, and shockingly enough, he had all three of those marked down, which was kind of creepy. He was also a good kisser, able to 'heat' her and not bad looking, which were all bonus factors. Why was she analysing Trevor's factors? Was she seriously considering him? no way. No way! Maybe. no. "I've already started, it's kind of worrying, but I used 'so's your face' as an insult the other day, and it freaked me out."[/color] She answered, recalling when this little kid called something to her, and she used that as her come back instead of wasting time actually thinking of one of her own. that was weird, she'd usually put the effort in, but not this time. Wow. beyond creepy. "how could I doubt that?"[/color] She asked sarcastically, laughing after she spoke. Okay, he was hot, but that wasn't the point, she wasn't about to admit that to him. That would be odd. "Oh muggles aren't as bad, I don't get why people freak out. I love loads of muggle stuff, like I got an Ipod at home, and stuff, and I even have muggle friends, so I need to be into all muggle stuff to get the references."[/color] She answered, explaining why she knew all the latest muggle things, and even about old ones. her parents were muggle lovers, and so was she, and proud of it. When she caught the cherry lollipops mention, Annie couldn't help but smile. was that because of her? Wow, she did have an impact on him, he wasn't lying. "Oh yeah, the thought of you snuggling with me heats me"[/color] She answered sarcastically, then noting that she'd used her saying. it was a hot saying. "Tell me about it, it's like get a fashion magazine and read it please"[/color] Annie replied, remembering all the awful outfits that she'd seen. That was like, evil. With horrendous shirts and awful trousers that didn't match, some people looked a wreck, and she just wanted to help them out even a little bit and advise them on what to buy. "So now your suggesting that my friends are whores? great. your looking for another slap"[/color] She warned him, her tone rising. At least he wasn't suggesting that she was one, that was a plus. She couldn't help but blush slightly after he made that reference. It was like he was actually inside her brain, because even though she was trying to stop it, she couldn't help considering letting him show her the ropes after the pancakes were done. "Get out of my head!"[/color] She said unthinkingly, and slightly mad. She rubbed her forehead and realised what she'd said. Whoops. that was a mistake, now he was probably thinking about what she meant from that saying, and if he got what she meant then he'd like, never let her forget that, and he'd get his hopes up again. She just needed to be calm and think it all through. "Oh no, I'm the head God. I rock to much to be anything less"[/color] She added with a shrug, trying to pass off the last comment and distract him from it, although she probably wasn't doing such a good job. She needed to learn to control her mouth, because she'd always say something that she didn't mean to. She did it at home too, and it could be bad. Like she'd make sexual jokes accidentally around her parents, and then it would get weird, especially if they laughed. Like she laughed at someone's last name once because it was 'balls' and her dad laughed a while after she did and pointed it out to Annie's mom, who also laughed. It was odd. When he started to laugh at what she'd said about Pen Is, she laughed a bit too, before feeling the spray of orange juice over her. Ew, that's disgusting and sticky! She felt all really stick and stuff now, great! She'd have to like change! it was a good job that she had two of those shirts because she loved it so much though! She tried to glare at him, but she couldn't, and just broke down laughing. Was that a question? Annie raised her eyebrows and laughed. "uh, yeah, I can be pretty bad. Why?"[/color] She asked, raising her eyebrows again. What did he mean by that? She didn't get it, that was odd, and kind of creepy. She wasn't really bad, although she did like ending up in the forest and in other places that students weren't meant to go. She loved breaking the rules and not getting caught, even though she'd ended up in detention once or twice, she managed to get away with a lot, usually. "Yeah, and it'll be pretty awkward at the alter too if when he says kiss the bride I slap you instead"[/color] Annie retorted, laughing at that mental image. Annie watched him look for a towel, and seeing as he couldn't seem to find one, she opened the drawer near the sink and pulled out a towel, and started to dab her top to dry it a little. Okay, she needed to go change. "Be right back"[/color] She stated, slipping out of the kitchen and tugging her top over her head as she did so, forgetting that Trevor was there, so he probably saw a bit more than she'd like, in the form of a blue superman bra. She walked into her bedroom and found the second copy of the top she'd been wearing and then tugged it over her head. She grabbed a wet wipe from her dressing table and wiped her arms to get rid of the orange, and then headed back into the kitchen, almost as quick as if she'd never left. "Oh that would be disastrous! Why would I want to forget you!"[/color] She said sarcastically, knowing she wouldn't be able to forget him for the life of her, he was too...unforgettable? "is there anything that doesn't heat you?"[/color] She asked, laughing at that phrase. It was sure as hell one of her new ones, it was awesome. "I had a feeling that would heat you"[/color] She said, shaking her head, but unable to stop herself grinning. "That's not like, fair, you'll be waiting for ages for yours. are you sure?"[/color] She asked, just holding thne plate and waiting for his response. she wasn't about to eat that pancake when it was like his turn. "Yeah, once we were like working in the garden, and my friend offered to help, so he came over, and we were cutting down a hedge, and he pulled off a branch and said really loudly, 'holy crap that's thick', so i said that's what she said, and then he said a little later on 'wow! that's a big one!' so I said that I bet she didn't say that! and we all started to laugh. it was epic"[/color] She said with a laugh as she remembered that day. ahh it had been fantastic! and full of lols. "Yeah, you can steal that if I get to use 'that heats me' because I love that saying"[/color] She said with a laugh, knowing both of them would use it anyway, regardless of what the other one said. "Save that for after the pancakes, eh?"[/color] She joked when he mentioned other gasms, but it wasn't to say that she wasn't thinking about the idea. "No. So's your mom and So's your face are like awesome comebacks. good doesn't cut it when describing them"[/color] She said with a grin. [/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 1300+ words! Annie is walking around in THESE CLOTHESBefore you wander away, you should know that THOSE THINGS ACTUALLY HAPPENED, THE BALLS LAST NAME AND THE THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID. OH YES, I LIVED THAT. LOLWORTHY. THAT HEATS ME <3 HAHA XD TREVOR ROCKS &HEARTS;, and that this lovely template was made by me aka EMMA !? of the awesome site A Changed Hogwarts! You should also know that the lyrics are from LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE by PANIC! @the DISCO. Oh and if you steal it, my army of FEMALE NINJAS are happy to kick your copying butt (-; Thanks[/font][/color]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 15, 2010 19:56:33 GMT
Trevor mocked a dramatic gasp, as if he was horrified she would even say something like that, "I am very nice, thank you very much," he began defensively, "Why would I be making you pancakes right now? Hm? Oh, yeah, I went there," he smirked. He didn't want to admit it, but he actually enjoyed this other side of Annie. Was this how she was with other people, just she hated him so much she was normally never nice to him? That was weird. But, of course, he still liked the fighting and foolish banter. It just made their little.. whatever they had.. bearable. Wow, this was confusing, and it was messing with his head, "Wow, really? So I'm rubbing off on you.." he began smugly, "That's almost too awesome. You wanna know what that does? Oh yes, it heats me," he laughed, "I smell that. You wreak of sarcasm," he joked, wrinkling his nose in mock disgust, "Well, I obviously can't think muggles are bad, since I guess I'm more muggle than anything," he admitted, "But that's cool that you like muggle stuff.." he began, sounding awkward once more. He hated it when he complimented her, or said something nice like that to her, only because he felt like he was being weak or something weird like that, "So, do you have muggles in your family or something? It seems like it, with all of that muggle loving," he joked. He remembered, then, that he had slipped a cherry flavored lollipop in his pocket before he had left. So, in case he didn't get what he wanted, he would have to settle for that. Of course, he was still going to try his hardest, but he knew that with Annie, it wasn't as easy, "Look, there's more sarcasm. But I respect that you thought my saying was worthy enough to repeat it yourself," he chuckled.
"I mean, I don't even need a fashion magazine and I know how to be wicked. I just go with the flow. I wear things I like, and really, anything looks good on me," he told her cockily. That, he actually did think. There was barely any clothing he could think of that didn't look reasonably better when it was placed on his body, "But the loud colors compliment my hotness," he added with a smirk, and was about to say that the same went for her, but he stopped himself right in time. He didn't want to go too overboard. It was already bad enough that he had admitted that she was hot and quite god-like, "Don't use up all your energy on hitting me now. You need to save it up for later, when it matters," he joked, "So you're extra vicious," he couldn't help but add with a flirtatious wink. Was it normal to insult people, and hate on them, then suddenly compliment them, but also flirt with them here and there? Wow, that was just too much. His eyebrows rose at her outburst, and he quickly tried to process what she had meant. Wait, did she mean..? "I'll get out of your head if you let me get into your pants," oops, that slipped. But then again, he was on a roll. He couldn't even manage to keep a straight face, and had to put a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter, "Well, then what does that make me?" he asked with a raised brow, having regained his composure.
He was actually glad that she had started laughing, though it was unexpected. What he had been expecting was for her to start screaming her head off and kick him out. That may have been a little over dramatic, though, but he could still imagine her doing something like that, "Aw, I'm sorry, did I get you all.. wet?" he asked mockingly, obviously suggesting something else. At least they were at her place, so she could go change. If it had happened to him, it would have sucked, because he hadn't brought his purse with the spare change of clothes in it. Haha. He shrugged, "Oh, I'm just mentally preparing myself.." he trailed off awkwardly. What the hell. He needed to stop the awkward crap, "You wouldn't wanna do that right in front of all the guests. Then it would get all hot and heavy with your viciousness and I bet there would be children there. You wouldn't want to set a bad example," he smirked. Trevor was immediately tempted to sneak after her when she said she would be right back, but he managed to get a good enough view before she had left his sight. Oh, now that definitely heated him. Now he wanted to chase her down and jump on her or something. Okay, that was weird. Ew, he needed to stop that. Now. And that bra was definitely something he wanted a better look at. He'd wear it on his head. What? Ew. Of course, his fantasies were interrupted when she returned, and he decided to pretend that he hadn't seen anything. He surveyed her shirt for a moment, then coughed to clear his throat awkwardly, "Did you even change..?" he asked skeptically, "Wow, even more sarcasm. I'll pretend like you said that in a non-sarcastic way. So now I feel better inside," he joked, already able to compose himself as he turned his back to her to repeat the pancake process.
"Well.. I mean, that counter doesn't heat me. Drinking orange juice doesn't heat me. Falling down the stairs doesn't heat me.." he began listing off with a small shrug, "See? So yeah, not everything heats me," he pointed out, "I guess whenever your hands are on me, I get heated," he explained, then instantly realized what he had said. Damn, he was getting too obvious, "Eat it. Now. Or I'll shove it down your throat. But thanks for being considerate," he replied with a grin, turning to glance at the next chocolate chip pancake that was now cooking. He didn't mind, he had really lost his appetite for food. He was hungry for something else. He wanted to make fun of how she said 'like', but knew he would be a complete hypocrite if he did so. He said like all the time. He couldn't help but start laughing at her story, "Wow, that's great. Sounds like something I would do," he responded humorously, wearing that goofy grin again. He would either say 'that's what she said' or 'giggity', "Epic? You do have a nice vocabulary," he laughed. Ew, god, he was laughing a lot today. His illness must have been getting worse, "Sure, go ahead. Soon it will have spread all across the school, then the world. That.. excites me," he replied. His eyebrows rose at her next comment, but he figured she was obviously just teasing him. He would play along, anyway "Oh my god, then hurry up and eat!" he squeaked out, beginning to jump up and down excitedly like a little kid who was just promised ice cream. He was able to calm himself down after a short time, straightening out the apron. He thought that when she said no, she would stop there. But she didn't, and she continued on to say they were awesome comebacks. That was impressive. And, better yet, she seemed serious. Then again.. oh, whatever! "Really? Well, I thought I was the only one who thought that," he told her, "Except.. it gets a little awkward when you use a 'your mom' joke on someone who's mom is dead or something," he added awkwardly, turning to flip the next pancake. These didn't take too long to cook, which was great.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 17, 2010 14:03:27 GMT
lying is the most fun a girl can have [/font] WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] Annie laughed at his dramatic and mocking gasp. She knew exactly what type of gasp it was because it was one that she used regularly, and was usually followed by 'oh no!' in an odd and horrified but slightly sarcastic tone. At least he didn't follow with the same response or he'd be stealing things from her and then she would get totally and completely weirded out and have to kick him out of her house. She wanted to go to the store and by candy. Maybe it was him, maybe he triggered some insatiable urge to go get something sweet, even though he was making her chocolate chip pancakes. She also had the urge to wear her pyjamas and the monkey hat to the store and see what kind of reaction she got. she was willing to bet that it would be loads of people staring, and she'd act as if she didn't know what they were on about, for the lols of course, and she'd be the most comfortable and most unique person in the shop, and that would heat her. She was actually comfortable around Trevor, which was the oddest thing ever, and she'd kind of also slipped into acting normal around him. Wow that was odd, when did that happen? "Because you want to get into my pants. Yes I went there"
[/color] She retorted, but she couldn't help but laugh again, a grin on her face. what was wrong with her? She needed to go to St Mungo's or something. weirdo. She liked that word, it was a good word. "Weirdo. Yes, maybe you are rubbing off on me in the metaphorical sense. not physically. that freezes me."[/color] She joked, employing the opposite of heat, ice, to combat his heatedness. "Yeah it's my favourite perfume"[/color] replied Annie easily, smirking at what he said. At least she was slightly back there with her retorts. "Uh, yeah I love it. we've got like a TV and everything at home. My family is very muggle loving. I suppose we could be called blood traitors, but whatever"[/color] Annie said with a shrug, not caring really about blood. She was accepting of everyone. "nope, we're pure blood, really. It's just my mom and dad like to travel, they've been all over the world, and are very in tune with muggles. Check it, I can even use muggle money."[/color] Annie replied lazily. it really wasn't out of the ordinary for her, she tended to get clothes from muggle stores. they were always pretty awesome. ”I will admit that this saying is pretty awesome.”[/color] She answered with a shrug, and a slight smile on her face. "I know, I go for what I like. I have this immense thing, it's called 'great taste' and I just roll with it"[/color] She said with a shrug. Annie wasn't so into fashion that she'd like, copy magazine styles. she went for what she liked and ended up with an awesome outfit that tended to go well together. She did agree, anything did look good on him, because if he could look good in that apron, then he could look good in anything. Not that she was saying that he looked good in that apron, it was merely an example of how boys really could wear anything. yeah, that was it. "But my hair topps off mine"[/color] Annie returned, knowing her hair really did complete her. It was actually a natural colour, except for the blonde, when she had that dyed in, which wasn't currently in. It was passed on from her mother and she'd never dye the whole of the colour away, she loved it too much. How the hell did he manage to hate on her and flirt with her at the same time? And how could he go from insulting her one moment to being nice the next, and then hitting on her the next? It was like, really confusing and too much to take in. He needed to take a pill or something to calm himself down. "Get out of my head or get out of my home"[/color] She retorted, resisting the somewhat, actual, low urge to slap him, and also the urge to tell him 'ok then'. God, these urges would like, take over her mind. they needed to get lost. Seriously. they weren't making it easy to resist him, which was crazy talk because it was Trevor and she knew that as soon as she had sex with him, he''d leave, and sadly enough she knew there would no more making pancakes, and just insulting each other for the hell of it. and sadly enough she'd also miss that. Now when she said sadly, she didn't mean as in, upset sad. she meant as in forty year old virgin with puppets sad. which was incidentally something she may become if she didn't say yes. Minus the puppet collection. "like junior undersecretary to the awesomeness that is me"[/color] She said, stealing some ministry lag's job title that she'd heard her dad talking about in the past. Annie rolled her eyes at him. "Keep dreaming. keep dreaming."[/color] She replied, smirking. Of course he'd imply another meaning to such a simple phrase, and of course her far from clean mind would pick up on it. She wasn't about to reply with a simple and innocent 'yes' because he'd get all excited and she didn't want that in her kitchen, it was unhygenic. She was so tempted to flick water back at him, but he didn't seem the type to stay in his clothes, and she didn't want a half naked trevor walking around her appartment, it was wrong and would only result in something odd and things being awkward. Mentally preparing himself for what? this was odd. Oh. ew. really? Would he really be thinking that? It was Trevor. of course he would. And she'd answered yes. great. ew. fuelling his fantasies wasn't on her to do list, but it seemed she'd done it anyway. Whoops. "If I had to marry you, it would be me, you, and two witnesses. in a church with no windows or something"[/color] She retorted, but couldn't help but laugh slightly to show she was joking. She wasn't about to marry anyone, let alone him anyway. When he asked her that question, she'd known it was coming. "When I find something I like I usually buy it twice, if I love it enough. This is the second one"[/color] She explained with a shrug, eyeing the next pancake. Okay, it was a lush pancake she would admit. mouth orgasms a pleanty, but that was beside the very obscure point. "Yeah do whatever it takes to make you happy."[/color] Annie retorted with a smirk. why did she want him to be happy? okay, she didn't want anyone to be miserable, apart from that Zak girl. ew. "Okay, so not everything heats you"[/color] Annie returned, but heard what he said next and raised her eyebrows. "huh, so, uh, like this?"[/color] She asked, reaching across and running her hand along his jaw lightly. She smirked whilst doing it, clearly looking for some reaction, but what reaction, she didn't know. Annie started to eat the pancake, and after she swallowed bite number one, she stopped to reply. "Yeah I do get considerate sometimes, it's rare."[/color] She said, laughing a little and continuing to take more bites of her pancake, before realising that so quickly, almost half of it was gone. damn that was soo good! Annie laughed with him when he laughed at her story, taking a moment from eating her pancake. It was nearly all gone. Wow. "Thanks, I get around. Verbally."[/color] Annie added, trying to describe how she picked up words from everyone and everywhere, so that he didn't think she came up with them all, which was crazy talk, she wasn't a dictionary. "I will, it'll like, take over the mouths of mankind. which is kind of like your life's dream"[/color] She joked, smiling at him. When he started to jump up and down and all that crap, she didn't want to see his face if she told him that she was joking. what if she wasn't joking? Annie polished off the last of her pancake and put the plate on the side. "All done."[/color] She joked with a wink. "no, I love them. but yeah I know what you mean. It's like, woops, your mom is dead? seriously? and then you have to apologise and all that crap."[/color] Annie replied with a shake of her head. she hated that. She watched him flip the next pancake, and then moved a little closer to him. She didn't say anything, but reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, and just met his eyes, hoping he'd take the hint. which knowing him, he would. [/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 1473 words! Annie is walking around in THESE CLOTHESBefore you wander away, you should know that NEW CHARGER AND ABILITY TO REPLY HEATS ME <3 TREVOR ROCKS &HEARTS;, and that this lovely template was made by me aka EMMA !? of the awesome site A Changed Hogwarts! You should also know that the lyrics are from LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE by PANIC! @the DISCO. Oh and if you steal it, my army of FEMALE NINJAS are happy to kick your copying butt (-; Thanks[/font][/color]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 19, 2010 20:37:23 GMT
"Psh! I never said that.." he began, obviously knowing how stupid he sounded already with the lies beginning to pour from his mouth yet again. He had actually said that, "I just, you know, say those things that sound like I do just because that's my nature," he continued, "Because, I don't really want to, because I'd rather not do anything with Chris's leftovers, and really.. yeah..," he trailed off stupidly, "And anyway, I don't want to, I'm just merely suggesting it for your benefit. I help people. It's what I do. So it wouldn't be for my benefit even if you did let me get into your pants," he resumed once more, "Not saying I want to, just saying that I'm willing to help out a fellow person, even if I hate them. Because, you see, I'm just nice like that," he finally finished his episode of babbling, shrugging as if he had actually made some sort of sense. Her laughing was still amusing though. Her laugh made him want to laugh. He still found it amazing that he could even make her laugh, but it definitely fueled his ego. He was used to making people laugh, sure, but he figured she was one of the people who didn't have a sense of humor and just thought he was stupid. There were a lot of those people, actually, "It.. it freezes you?" he managed to question before breaking out into his own intense fit of laughter. Now that was great. The opposite of heat. Oh, that was like, genius! "That was.. that was decent," he replied, not wanting to make it sound like he thought she was Jesus now after that amazing moment, "Yeah, I can tell," he added with a small roll of his eyes, "And it fits you nicely. Sarcasm and you go together like unicorns and glitter," he explained with a grin, "Ew, that's.. that's weird. Never heard of that before," he began awkwardly when she explained how her family seemed pureblooded, but still liked a lot of muggle things. Usually pureblooded people disliked everything to do with muggles, "Well, it's a good thing you find something about me awesome," he responded.
"Yes, you do taste great," okay, that totally was an unexpected slip up. Just her saying 'great taste' made him think of her.. taste. What the hell? Exactly. There was no covering up for that one. That was just weird and awful on so many levels. He took that moment to take some more sips of his orange juice to distract himself. Now would be a great time to go hide in a corner and whine about how much he sucked. But no, he would just brush it off like he had never said anything, "Yeah, I mean, it's just natural that w- I look good in whatever I wear," oh shizzle snaps, there he went again. Almost said we. He had already done it enough times, he didn't want to keep adding fuel to her fire. And he wasn't going to admit that her hair completed her. He always bashed on her hair, only because he liked it so much, "Yeah, I don't think so, I'm surprised it isn't sticky. It looks like it should be sticky, like candy or something," he babbled. He had always wondered if that was a natural color for her, or if she dyed it. He just wanted to.. touch it. And smell it.. run his hands through that. Ew! He needed to just stop thinking altogether. That shouldn't be too hard for him, right? "Fine, but you know, that doesn't mean I want to stay here," he told her, "I mean, I'm just staying because I haven't gotten a pancake yet," he lied. The real truth was, he still thought he had some chance of sleeping with her. Of course, he knew that this was Annie, and even though he was trying his hardest, he didn't think it was going to work. There goes his optimism. It was actually quite depressing. Why did she have to be so damn difficult? "No way. That makes me sound way lower than you. You should be my vice.. God, or whatever," he explained, "I mean, I have to be head God, it's only correct. How about this. I can be head God and you can be head Goddess. That way, we're all happy," he offered with a grin.
"I like dreaming.. I have weird dreams," he began randomly, "Like one where dogs chase me up stairs barking. Then I trip and right as they're on me I wake up. I hate that. A lot," he explained, completely changing the direction of their conversation. That was just what he did. Confusing, wasn't it? He frowned, acting as if he was actually disappointed in this fact, "Well that's lame. I wanted the whole horse drawn carriage in place of the limo thing. Make it a big public event. Have a huge cake. We could all dance to Single Ladies.. because that song is dope. And we'd have a flower girl and a ring bearer dude. I want it to be outside, not in a church. It gets hot in there... weatherly.. Then our song that we have our first dance to would be The Only Exception, and that would be 'our song', and we'd have our honeymoon on a cruise in the middle of the ocean.." he trailed off, realizing he had been describing some weird ass wedding that would never happen, in nice detail. Wow, if he had thought the other things he had said were awkward, nothing topped this, "Just.. just kidding. That would be.. weird and stuff," he finished, his tone giving away how obviously awkward he felt, grabbing a plate to distract himself and and using the spatula to take this next pancake off and place it on the plate, "I can't help but think that that's sort of a waste of money," he responded as he tore off a piece of the pancake, not bothering to use a fork, and ate it, "See, that's how you eat a pancake," he explained after he had swallowed. Oh, they were good. And hot. In moments, he had already finished the pancake like it was a piece of toast, and had downed the rest of his orange juice, scooting his dishes near the sink, and turning off the hot pan.
"Well if I fell down the stairs and you were on top of me, that would probably heat me," he explained. What was with him? He told her he didn't want to get into her pants for his own benefit, but yet he explained that how everything she did heated him. And that she just heated him in general. How could anyone deal with his weird and awkward problems? He was really quite surprised when he suddenly felt her hand on his jaw. He stood stone still, trying not to freak out or something, "Maybe," he squeaked out, using his high voice again. Damn! He took a deep breath to try to clear his mind, shaking his head in the process. He glanced at the bowl of mix, seeing what was left, but not feeling like making anymore, and scooting it away from him. He then put the chocolate chips away and cleaned up the counter as Annie finished her pancakes. He couldn't help but chuckle when she said that she got around.. verbally. And of course, taking over the mouths of mankind. He had pretty much composed himself completely now, and he was ready to resume being normal now. Well, the pancake feeding was over. Would she kick him out now or something? He sure hoped not, but then again.. oh, he didn't know! "Yeah, I know, it gets all weird and stuff and you feel kind of bad and whatever," he agreed with a small chuckle as he turned to face Annie again, having cleaned up his mess like the gentleman he was. Or could be, on occasion. He almost just about snazzed his pants when he noticed that, within moments, her arms were around his neck and she was just staring at him, their eyes meeting. Was this a trap? His eyes were practically popping out of his head and he actually looked.. scared? What in the heck? Oh my gosh, he really was sick. He swallowed, his arms still hanging stiffly by his side as he just stared at her. His mind was in overdrive again, trying to decide on if he should take advantage of this moment or not. Why wouldn't he? He'd been waiting forever for this time in life, it seemed. Finally, he made his decision. In one quick motion he had placed his hands on her waist, moving their bodies closer, and brought his lips to her own. It was a lot calmer of a move than he had anticipated.
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[/color] HERE! CREDIT SAM !? LYRICS good girls go bad - cobra starship NOTES lol i meant to post this yesterday, but stuff happened and all that jazz xP [/center][/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 20, 2010 8:54:49 GMT
when you wake up leave me [/font] WITH SOME KIND OF PROOF IT'S NOT A DREAM[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] Annie raised her eyebrows when she heard what he'd said. He didn't confirm the idea, but he didn't deny it either! She was about to say something when he carried on again, so she closed her mouth back up and crossed her arms, listening to the rest of the sentence. She picked up on some key words, the worse two being 'chris' leftovers.' she was not anybody's leftovers! She was her own person and for someone to think that now that she'd been with chris, she was his leftovers was pathetic! And she'd not even been with chris as in had sex with him so what was his problem? What an idiot! He must have known that would annoy her, surely! "Sorry, what did you call me? Chris' leftovers? What the hell? I never had sex with him, I hate him, what part of that makes me his leftovers? I'm Annie Louise Carter, I don't belong to anyone, and no man will keep me unless I let him."
[/color] She retorted, still astonished that he would be enough of an idiot to call her that. She'd read this book once, called the wife of bath, and okay so she didn't remember much of it, and half of it she didn't understand, but there was line that stuck in her mind, and she thought of it every time a man hurt her. 'in faith, he shall not keep me but me lest.' Translated properly, it basically meant 'trust me, he will not keep me unless I let him.' or something like that. or at least that was what she thought it meant, and it popped back into her head now. "Explain how having sex with me will help me"[/color] She asked, wondering what he would say to that. he would spin her lies and stupid sentences, she knew that, but she'd already made her choice anyway, regardless of what he said now, and regardless of that little comment. All anger passed as quickly as it came, and she broke down laughing with him at the freezing comment. "Decent enough to send you into fits of laughter. You can use it if you want, spread the genius around and all that"[/color] She replied, lowering her arms to her sides and grinning. she felt so bi polar around him that it was driving her insane. "Gee, it seems that you actually know something about me! I'll always be sarcastic, even when I'm like, old"[/color] She replied with another smile, knowing that it was a part of her and Annie without the sarcasm sounded wrong. "I know, they're kind of rare, but I love them."[/color] Annie replied, talking about her parents, as they were pretty unique, just like her. "Yeah well you're not bad considering- i mean, with the good insults and the good dress sense- i mean, like, with the interest in the slippers and glasses and yeah."[/color] She replied, amending her speech several times to cover up her compliments. woops. "Well I have to admit that your the first person who's told me that, but your toothpaste tasted nice too"[/color] Annie replied unthinkingly. What was she doing? Exchanging a compliment for another in return was odd, especially because it was Trevor and he was like, Trevor, and they were meant to hate each other. They always argued and replied sarcastically to each other and whatever, and here they were complimenting each other. Annie was sure that he'd probably said it accidentally, just like she had so she was going to pretend like she didn't hear what he'd said, and ignore the fact that she'd replied, and hoped that he ignored it too. She caught the interrupt in that sentence and deduced that he was about to say 'we' again, but stopped himself. at least he was controlling his speech now because otherwise they'd throw more compliments at each other accidentally and that would be weird and crazy and then it would get awkward. "Like cherry lollipops or something?"[/color] She asked him, emphasising the taste of the lip balm that she'd once again put on. It did taste nice though, and she knew her hair kicked ass and she didn't need for him to tell her that. It was natural too, most of the time, which was great, like it was right now, all red and normal. Annie loved it as the colour was pretty unique and she was glad that she'd been born with it as it was a pretty fantastic colour, and it suited her to a T, she knew that and her mother frequently told her that. "Sure it doesn't. So hurry up and make one already!"[/color] She said, joking as she didn't want him to do it and then rush off, she kind of had other plans. Not that she was going to reveal them until after he'd ate his pancake. "So you want us to be equal? Ohh that is a push. but seeing as you do make good pancakes, I suppose we could say that."[/color] She agreed, although she knew that this odd conversation had no meaning what so ever. they could stand there and debate who was god and it wouldn't actually make them god now, would it? No, so they were just being odd again, and having a typical conversation for them, like the one about her being a vampire, or the wedding one, they were odd. Annie listened to the explanation of his dreams, and honestly it didn't sound that weird compared to hers. Try dreaming that you were on an island and there were two helicopters, both in different places, and both helicopters tried to get off this island at the same time, and Annie was on one of them, and then the helicopters fly toward each other unknowingly, and they get too close and then the blades pull each other in, and one helicopter has to cut it's engine to save the people on the other, and..yeah, it could get pretty odd. she had some weird dreams in her time, and even some that had come true, but they were only small things. "Weird? That's not weird! Weird is being chased by a killer and hearing his thoughts, and then having him offering you Easter eggs, weird is climbing to the top of this astronomy place with a giant telescope, and out on the balcony, I'm watching some man paint a roof red, whilst worrying about the safety of some girl I've hidden."[/color] Annie explained some of the main features of some of her weird dreams. She always had odd ones, and they always seemed so real. She listened to the explanation of their wedding and couldn't help but laugh, but she had to admit that his choice of their wedding song was a fantastic one, she loved that song more than anything, it was so amazing, and so pretty too. "I hope you made that up on the spot because otherwise that means you have actually been thinking about it, and that is creepy."[/color] She replied, concentrating on the idea that she would love to get married outside with the sun shining down on her. "You don't know me, I always end up with something on them, or I lose them or they get ripped when I go in the forest or something, and then I can never find them again. Having a second one is always a good idea for me"[/color] She replied, shaking her head and rolling her eyes when he started to eat a pancake with his hands. that was weird. Annie raised her eyebrows as he explained another thing that heated him that involved her. It seemed that whatever she did heated him, whether it involved being on top of him or just being there. that was odd, but at the same time she liked the idea of that. wow that was weird, but it was like she was being recognised for being someone who could interest a guy. was that odd? that was odd, but after the recent half-rejection of Chris, she couldn't help but feel unattractive, and that made her agitated and a little upset, but here Trevor was, talking about what she did that heated him, which was practically everything. "Oh that heats me"[/color] She said sarcastically, as she was talking about the idea, but the emotions behind her kind of did, though she wasn't going to tell him that. Annie heard his high voice and knew what she'd done had indeed heated him. Wow, she had some effect on him. but he did on her too, she wasn't going to lie about that, or at least she wasn't going to lie about that to anyone but him. Maybe she'd just keep that thought to herself. Yes. Annie watched him clear away, and couldn't help but smile at that, as there wasn't many men who would cook such great pancakes and then clear away after him, that was a plus, that kind of heated her. "Yeah, it's like, really bad"[/color] She replied with a shrug. When he didn't respond, Annie felt a familiar feeling of rejection creeping toward her, but then she could see the shock in his face, and then within a minute, he had decided and his hands were on her waist, pulling her closer. She pressed his lips back to his, using her arms around his neck as leverage to pull herself up more to meet him easier, as she was shorter than him. Her eyes fluttered close and she pressed herself closer to Trevor, trying to tell him that she was saying yes, which was something she thought she'd never do, but it did kind of feel right. Her tongue danced on his lips and she moved her one hand into his hair, her fingers rippling through it again, trying to provoke the reaction that it had given the first time she'd done it. [/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 1653 words! Annie is walking around in THESE CLOTHESBefore you wander away, you should know that I HAVE WEIRD DREAMS. YEP. NEW LYRICS (; LOVE THE WEDDING SONG XD TEAM TREVOR ROCKS &HEARTS;, and that this lovely template was made by me aka EMMA !? of the awesome site A Changed Hogwarts! You should also know that the lyrics are from THE ONLY EXCEPTION by PARAMORE. Oh and if you steal it, my army of FEMALE NINJAS are happy to kick your copying butt (-; Thanks[/font][/color]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 24, 2010 18:06:05 GMT
Trevor’s eyebrows rose at Annie, realizing that he seemed to push one of her many buttons when he had told her that she was ‘Chris’ leftovers’. Even though their change of attitudes toward each other was a pleasant difference, he still loved making her mad. This happened to be one of those moments, and he couldn’t help but smirk at her as she went off. He didn’t really care about being careful about what he said or what he did around her, even though he was in her apartment and could just as easily be kicked out. It was just so natural for him to be an ass to Annie, more so than normal people. Pissing her off was just a hobby of his. Then there were those rare moments like today, where he continuously caught himself being abnormally nice to her, and even complimenting her on occasion. Ugh, he needed to stop being so bipolar! He almost laughed at how cheesy she sounded, but he was able to hold it in, “You hate him? Yeah, I’m sure. You just say that to cover up for how you really feel for him,” he began in response, “You still like him, obviously, and I guess there just isn’t anything anyone can do about it. With time, maybe you’ll actually get over that idiot. But you were dumb enough to ‘fall for him’ in the first place..” he trailed off, still believing that Annie had yet to get over Christopher, “So, wait, did you use to ‘belong’ to Chris or something? That sounds a little pathetic, belonging to someone. It’s like you’re an object, not a person.”
“There are several way.. but I don’t really feel like explaining it,” he told her with a small shrug, “Because.. you should really have to see to find out. Or.. participate in.. whatever. Anyway, I don’t need to explain anything to you,” he explained. Did he still have a chance at this, anyway? He knew Annie well, and he really didn’t see how he had any chance of getting in bed with her. So why was he still standing here? Because there was still that little feeling in the back of his mind, that somehow he actually had a chance. He needed to stop being so optimistic! He was going to end up being very disappointed by the end of the day, if he kept this up. It was so strange, though, how she could go from annoyed to laughter in moments, just because of something he said. He couldn’t help but let out another small fit of laughter, “Yeah, I’ll that, thanks,” he replied after he had managed to compose himself, “Yeah, well, it’s actually a pretty obvious thing,” he explained, “Anybody who spends a couple minutes with you can tell sarcasm is definitely something you enjoy using,” he told her honestly. It was one of the many things that he hated, yet liked, about her, “Rare, yes, that’s one way to put it,” he laughed, “I wish my parents were cool like that. They get all.. weird when it comes to magic,” he said uncomfortably. He couldn’t help but grin at her again as he crossed his arms over the frilly apron he wore. He loved when she would babble, like he did so often. Then, he wouldn’t feel so alone. Obviously she wasn’t wanting to make him sound too good.
“Really? For some reason, that surprises me,” he admitted with a chuckle. Maybe everyone else hadn’t been dumb enough to let something as weird as that slip out. Then, he realized that he couldn’t say that he hadn’t meant to say that, since he had just admitted that he practically had meant he said that and.. wow, he was really just confusing himself again, “Well, I’m sure it tastes mighty awesome. I use Colgate Maxfresh with Mouthwash Beads. It’s pretty intense. I like it. It tastes excellent,” he explained with a smirk, “I have a hard time using other toothpastes because I’m so used to the taste of that one, that others just taste awful,” he told her randomly with a small shrug. There he went, babbling again about crap that had nothing to do with anything, and no one needed to know about; just unnecessary facts about him that no one should care about. He licked his lips without even realizing the motion, his thoughts just instantly clogged by the idea of cherry, the taste of her lips. Ugh, god, he really did have an obsession of some sorts with the taste of cherry lately, “Maybe. Maybe not. It does look like some sort of cherry though, with that color,” he told her truthfully, examining her hair again. He had this sudden urge to touch it again. Ew, “Someone’s in a rush. Sheesh. Enjoy your moments with me while they last,” he joked, “And you scarfed down those pancakes like you haven’t eaten in a week. Either you really liked them, or you want me to get the hell out of here,” he laughed, “Well, if it gets you to stop whining. Obviously you aren’t better than me, so we’ll have to settle for being equal,” he shrugged, “My pancakes aren’t just good. They’re amazing. I mean, they did give you amazing mouthgasms,” he reminded her with a flirtatious wink.
Trevor has the occasional weird dreams, the dog dream just being one of many. The worst part was that it was a reoccurring dream, and it was always the same. Then again, her dream topped many of his put together. Easter eggs? That was just beyond random that he feared for her sanity. Then again, he already figured she was a crazy nutcase, and her dreams seemed to fit, “Some girl you’ve hidden? That’s probably beats mine. That’s so random that I’m actually getting scared of you,” he joked with a grin, “My dreams are actually not that weird. They’re more natural. I think they mean something. The dog one means I hate dogs.. or fear them. Then there’s this dream, back when I attended a muggle elementary school, that the band room’s carpet was made out of bubble wrap. I love bubble wrap,” he explained, trying to make sense of his dreams, “I have that dream frequently too. Then there’s a dream I had about turning in my Transfiguration homework, but the teacher said she couldn’t read what was on the parchment because it got burned with my medication. I don’t have medication, so maybe it means I need medication..” he trailed off, realizing he was on another babble spree.
Trev shrugged, “Nah, I sorta based it off all the lame movies I watch. Put it all together, make a lame little scenario,” he explained truthfully, “Marriage is stupid anyway. I would never get married. Who could possibly want to commit themselves to one person for the rest of their lives?” he asked incredulously, “Seriously, it’s the worst idea imaginable. I wouldn’t last a second,” he admitted. He didn’t think anyone could change that part of him, “And really, I don’t think a wedding would be that.. perfect,” he added, then realized how he hated the word perfect, especially when speaking of something like weddings, “It just seemed too nice to be real, you know? That’s why I hate movies. Especially romance movies. So fake and stupid,” he voiced his thoughts, not really stopping himself from going on about this, incase he had offended Annie along the way or something like that. He wouldn’t have cared anyway, would he? Of course not, it was Annie, after all, and pissing her off was like a sport. He was really good at that sport. He could be captain or something, “Well you do a lot of freaking weird crap to be ripping and ruining your clothes or something,” he began, “I mean, the worst I do is stain it or something,” he shrugged. Obviously she was jealous of his skills of eating a pancake like a man. Who needed a fork when you had hands?
“Say that with a little more feeling, or it’s not as hot,” he told her, rolling his eyes at her sarcasm. It was just so infuriating! “I highly doubt anything heats you, really,” he shrugged, “You’re just kind of boring like that,” he joked, obviously trying to get under her skin again, “But don’t feel special. Several females heat me,” he added with a smirk. With the kitchen being cleaner than while he was cooking the pancakes, there was room for them to get it on all over the counters. Wait, what? Ew! How unsanitary and just awful! The thought heated him, though. Kitchen sex would be awesome, but of course she had to be difficult to request a freaking bed. Women. Then again, why was he getting his hopes up again? Because she was all over him, and there was no way she could back out now. That would be one of the lowest things, to get him all heated and then kick him out. Nope. If you started it, you have to finish it. That was his rule. That was why he had been so hesitant to go in for the kill. What if he left disappointed again. Well, he was going to have to take the risk. Or, he could back out now and get the hell out of there as fast as he could. Would she be mad at him for that? Or would she actually be relieved? Was she just doing this for his sake, or did she actually want it? Wait, did he actually care what she wanted all of a sudden? Why was he asking himself all these questions? The familiar taste of her cherry lip balm invaded his mouth as he angled his head and parted his lips slightly, beginning to move his tongue with her own. Oh, that was very nice. He liked her tongue. A lot. He liked her mouth. A lot. And he really loved her fingers gliding through his hair, sending those familiar sensations through his body once more. One of his hands had moved from her waist, to her neck, and his other hand had managed to slip under her shirt, his hand making contact with her smooth, bare skin.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 24, 2010 18:53:24 GMT
when you wake up leave me [/font] WITH SOME KIND OF PROOF IT'S NOT A DREAM[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] how the hell did he manage to do that? he could always manage at the last moment to say one thing and it would just make her anger erupt, like some sort of tension filled volcano. she didn't know how he managed to pinpoint the very few words that would get her to explode, but it seemed he had a knack to it, like a spot on, bulls eye hitting knack. she didn't belong to anyone but herself, and no one would ever own her. she would never let anyone own her, and she'd never belong to anyone but herself. did she think that already? whatever. she wouldn't. no man would be able to call her his, because she wasn't ever going to marry. annie used to believe in love, and 'the one' and whatever, but now she wasn't so sure that any of that existed. and if there was no love then there was no marriage because she wasn't going to marry someone that wouldn't be able to keep her happy and be totally sure that they wouldn't hurt her. she was never putting herself at risk like she had with chris agian. oh, sure, she was going to be with guys, but she'd never fall for them, she'd never let herself do that because all she did was get hurt. first with el, and then with chris. at least trevor could never hurt her because she knew what was going on between them, so that if anything did happen she'd never be idiotic enough to think that they could ever be together in any other way. "i hate him. he hurt me. just like el did, and i'm never trusting anyone like i trusted them again. they taught me a lesson mind. love doesn't exist"
[/color] she returned, her tone biting and slightly defensive because these thoughts and emotions were true. she'd hardly tell the truth around him, but this time she was, whether he'd believe it or not. "i don't like him. and i was stupid enough to trust him, sure, but i saw sense, and now i know that he doesn't deserve me."[/color] annie retorted, biting her lip. whether he deserved her or not that didn't matter, because she still did care for him, but she was fighting that and telling herself that she didn't so that eventually, she wouldn't care about him anymore. "i didn't belong to anyone and i never will."[/color] annie answered, locking her jaw slightly in her anger of his use of that word. "so your proposing that i let you show me? give me five good reasons why i should and i'll consider it."[/color] annie said with a smirk, wondering what the hell he'd say to that. the truth was that she was already considering it, whether he gave her five good reasons or not. she didn't understand why she was considering it either, but that didn't matter. the point was that she was considering giving her virginity to trevor schumacher. and it felt...kind of right. which was even odder. she kind of trusted him. he said what he thought, he did lie occasionally but she knew when that was, and he could be a nice person. not to mention the fact that he would be good at it. "you do that. yeah"[/color] she said, laughing a little more. how was it that he managed to make her feel so bi polar? one minute she could be mad with him and the next he could be making her laugh. it was wrong, but at the same time, it felt good to laugh. like she used to feel, before chris and everything. "huh, i had no idea that i even was sarcastic"[/color] she said seriously, before laughing again. of course she was sarcastic, it was like her second language. and she loved it. okay so maybe she did over use it sometimes, but it was just so damned easy to slip into it, even without thinking, that she didn't realise that she was doing it half the time anyway. "they're probably slightly jealous that they can't do it. i wouldn't worry to much, i'd envy it too if i was a muggle"[/color] she said with a shrug. of course she would, why wouldn't she envy the power that came with magic? was he grinning at her babbling? it was a cute grin at least. wow. she was stopping this. of course she was. that surprised him? really? did he think that she let a load of people into her mouth every day, so that they could tell her that she tasted great? no, he was, in fact, the first person she'd kissed after chris. and he'd just admitted that she tasted nice. that was odd. but slightly hot. how many guys would admit that to her? "i don't know why it surprises you, it's not like i make out with every other guy."[/color] she returned, crossing her arms in front of her chest and smiling. she was happy that he'd said that, although it didn't make any sense why. it was trevor after all and he probably was only saying it as a way into her mouth again, or even into her pants. "ohh i use aquafresh because i want the blue stripes, i want the white, i want the red stripe, but that's allright."[/color] she started off talking and slipped into singing the beginning of the aquafresh theme song from the advert. she began to laugh after that. she did love that advert though, the song was mighty catchy. how could they babble so much? here he was, babbling about toothpaste, and she had been babbling, well, about him. hopefully he hadn't really realised that she had been babbling about him. maybe he didn't. yeah, she was going to stick with that thought. she watched his tongue slide over his lips, and without thinking she mirrored that action over her own lips, imagining the minty taste of his toothpaste filling her mouth again. what was wrong with her? what a weirdo! this was trevor schumacher, the guy she'd stopped herself from thinking about in that way a good few times because it was wrong. but at the same time, she was willing to bet that he was freaking awesome. not that she'd ever express that thought aloud. yeah, that would be bad, she'd never live that down, especially if he heard her saying it. "i love cherry flavour, they're one of my favourite fruits"[/color] she said randomly. she liked fruit, and there were only a few fruits that she could eat loads of, one of them being cherries, the others being strawberries and apples. they were just too nice. "enjoy?"[/color] annie said simply, raising an eyebrow, a joking smile on her lips. "maybe i just haven't eaten in a week. okay, they were pretty awesome pancakes. i will admit that. they did give me mouth orgasms. happy?"[/color] she asked, waiting for him to like, laugh or something. "yeah, like she was in danger or something. it was weird. and there was a guy looking for her. all i remember is that, where i was and the colour that the roof was being painted. it was odd."[/color] she said with a shrug, ignoring the 'scared of you' comment. he obviously wasn't because he was in her apartment, and he'd not ran for the door. yet. "apparently all dreams mean something. god knows what mine do. i dread to think"[/color] she said with a shudder, knowing that some dreams she'd had even came true, although they were always small ones, that didn't really help with anything. she loved bubblewrap! she stopped herself from exclaiming that loudly though because he'd think she was even odder. "oh yeah you need meds. didn't you know?"[/color] she asked, laughing again. "you could have based it off awesome movies, not lame ones."[/color] she said with another shrug, laughing again. why was she joking about their wedding that would never happen? and how had he managed to pick one of her favourite songs as the wedding song? "me neither, i think i'll never marry"[/color] annie thought aloud, wondering how long her marriage would last. not long. "weird crap? like what? the splits?"[/color] she asked, wondering what he thought she did that would rip her clothes. "that heats me"[/color] annie half spoke, half whispered seductively, before breaking down in laughter again. ahh this was good fun, messing with him. "you heat me."[/color] annie said without thinking. whoops. she wished she'd never said that. there was nothing she could think of to cover that up either. great. her breath kept catching in her throat. was she going crazy? but she wanted him. she wanted him to take her to bed, and she couldn't stop herself from thinking about it at the moment because any rational thought had gone out of the window. did he have protection? did he know any spells to be sure? she hoped he did because she didn't have any on her, she'd thrown anything she had out when she'd got angry after the chris thing. a small moan escaped annie's lips as trevor's tongue met hers. she'd been thinking about this in the back of her mind, and there it was, the familiar minty taste, invading her mouth and taking over her thoughts. he was too hot for his own good, and honestly he did heat her, although she wished she'd not said that to him, though he could probably guess. she moved her tongue, stroking the roof of his mouth again with it, slowly and lightly. she had to admit that he knew what he was doing. annie shivered as his hand slipped below her shirt. a good shiver. one of anticipation and excitement. she kept her one hand in his hair, randomly running her fingers through it, whilst her other hand moved below his shirt, resting on his muscles. wow. this was better than she'd remembered.[/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 1660 words! 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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 24, 2010 21:52:23 GMT
Trevor leaned against the counter as he studied her reaction, attempting not to make it look too obvious. He had never been in her position before, so he had no idea how he felt. He also figured he would never be in her position. He would never fall in love with someone. It just wasn't worth it, and was't real. With all this heartbreak he saw and heard of, it just couldn't be a good use of your time. It was stupid and silly and he didn't know why people 'fell in love'. Or how they could, for that matter. What were they feeling that made it feel like it was this 'love' thing? Ah, who cared. Not him, of course. He was lucky he didn't have to worry about any of that crap. He honestly couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not, but something inside of him told him that she wasn't completely, entirely over Chris, as much as she wanted to be. Was that pity he felt within him? Did he, dare he think it, feel bad for Annie? No, no, that couldn't possibly be it, "Well, great minds think alike," he answered, referring to her comment on love not existing, "But, who's El?" he asked curiously. He hadn't heard of this character before. Well, he probably had, just didn't remember. Her tone gave away her obvious distaste. There were other things in the world that pissed Annie off more than Trevor, apparently, "Well, apparently you 'saw sense' a little too late, because you let him cheat on you before you ended it," he added unthinkingly. He assumed that Annie had yet to figure out that he had been lying the entire time about his stories on Chris when they were in Honeydukes. He had made that all up. He was truly one of the main reasons in her true hatred for Chris. If she found out he had been lying, would she care? If she found out the truth, that Chris never had really cheated on her, would she run back to him? He was just disgusted in the mere thought. Annie had to be better than to run back to that foul creature, "You say that now, but you'll change your mind when someone else comes around. You're not as tough as me, you know.. If you really wanna stick with that, then do what I do.. you just gotta block everyone out completely. You can't let anyone in, because you can't trust anyone," he explained honestly. Ew, he sounded all.. real. For once, he was actually being completely honest and not idiotic. Sort of.
He let out a small, impatient sigh, "Why should I have to give you reasons?" he asked, trying to stall for enough time to think of some. Honestly, he didn't know what to say, "First of all, I'd obviously be.. well, amazing. Not to be cocky or 'egotistical' or anything," he began, "But I do think I'm quite excellent," he finished smugly, "It would be hot, to. Your first time can't get much better than with the Trevster," oh, wow, that was a pathetic nickname. Where had that come from? To be honest, he normally wasn't a girl's first time. Ever. In fact, the only time he had been was when he hadn't even been aware of it, which was with Nina. How different could it be? Besides the fact that it probably hurt like a mother. Good, he was going to cause her pain. Ew, that made him sound like a jackass. Why was he getting his hopes up again? He hadn't even been able to supply her with five reasons. So now she wouldn't even consider it, "I'll.. make you more pancakes when we wake up?" that came out as more of a question, because he really had nothing left to say, "I'll give you more of those glasses," now he was practically treating her like a prostitute, except rather than money, he'd pay her with those glasses, "Only kidding, I wouldn't do that, because I'm not desperate. You see.. like I said.. this is for you, not me," he babbled stupidly. He couldn't tell if he liked her more when she was laughing or when she was angry at him. Maybe the angry part. She could get really hot when she was mad at him. Wasn't that the best time to get it on? Her seriousness of that statement irked him, and he rolled his eyes to the ceiling yet again, "Yeah, I don't think you can say anything without having a hint of sarcasm in there somewhere," he replied. Sometimes he had the urge to rip the sarcasm out of her and stomp on it, "Yeah, probably. That's how my sister feels, at least," he responded. His older sister had always been jealous of his magical ability, since she lacked suck a thing. He was the only one in his family to have magic in his blood. Though it made him feel cocky, it also made him feel excluded from almost everything they did nowadays. He was gone from home the entire school year, for one. They wouldn't even invite him home on holidays!
Ooo, maybe this was a chance to piss her off? Did she get all touchy when he made her sound like a whore? But.. she was smiling. Oh, well. The thought of her getting all sweaty with anger heated him greatly, "Oh, that's a surprise. You definitely just seem like the type who's sucked the face of everyone in school. Especially with that moment in Honeydukes," he responded easily, his smirk in place yet again as he ran a hand through his hair, "Any toothpaste with the words 'fresh' in its name has to be good," he replied, "Mine doesn't even come in a tube, either. It's like this squirtable container thing. You can see into it and everything. It shows you the little beads and everything. And it's all blue," he explained, quickly realizing he was babbling again. He raised an eyebrow as she began to sing the theme song for Aquafresh, "Oh, that's catchy," he laughed. He was lucky enough not to miss her little tongue motion, that had perfectly copied his own. She had probably seen him lick his own lips, he assumes. Wait, was she teasing him by doing that? Or did she just.. do that? Because it was hot. He could practically taste her from where he was standing. That was creepy. And obsessive. And freaking him out! "Really? Funny, because I hate cherries," he replied simply. It was the truth, which was odd how he loved the taste of her cherry lips so much, to the point where he, indeed, was starting to like the taste of cherries. He still hated cherries plain, though. He couldn't just go and eat one off the little stem, "I'm more into oranges. And some apples here and there. I hate strawberries, too. They're all sour and stuff," he replied, "I'd be offended if you told me you weren't enjoying yourself," he joked. He grinned his goofy grin, actually happy that she had admitted to enjoying his pancakes, "Yes, I'm please with your honesty," he told her.
"I just have to await the day when I'm in one of your dreams," he smirked. Surprisingly enough, he hadn't had any weird dreams with Annie in them, or any dreams with Annie in them enough. He's been pretty sure he'd have a dream of her being awesomely seductive, only to disappear and leave him to deal with his issues on his own. Luckily enough, he hadn't had that dream. Yet, "I can't even interpret your dreams, so good luck with that," he laughed, "What are the names of those professionals who tell you what your dreams mean? Aren't there, like, special people who do that?" he asked randomly, "Yeah, I'm pretty much aware of that. I just don't want my medication to burn things. That could be a bad sign," he joked, "Well, most of those romance movies are lame because they're so fake," he replied easily, "But movies like iRobot or whatever it's called. So true, so going to happen, and so believable," he laughed. He was actually surprised at how easily he was able to describe that fake wedding scenario. He had always wanted to dance to Beyonce music. That would be epic. And then the main song happened to be a song he actually sort of liked, but he wouldn't admit to it. Only because he was a dude, and it was about stupid stuff. No one would be his only exception, "Good, good. Have more time to take care of your cats," he joked, "Yes, maybe," he began, swallowing and trying to keep more images from invading his mind. He really wanted to see that, "Or battling a werewolf or something," he added with a small shrug. For a moment, Trev had actually thought she had just been heated. For real. But, of course, she had to laugh and ruin the moment. How could she tease him like that!? It really wasn't fair at all! She probably knew what she was doing, too, as much as he tried to disguise his want. Then, she had to say that. Really, could she not go five minutes without doing something like that to him!? Wait, was she serious? No, no, of course not. This is Annie, nothing heated her, not even him. Well, then again, she seemed pretty heated in Honeydukes..
This kiss was almost hotter than the one before already. Obviously, he was heated, and if she wasn't heated, she had some serious problems. He felt just a bit cocky, knowing he had to have some sort of an affect on her to have her acting like this. Unless this was all an act? That small moan, of course, heated him even more. Could she be any hotter? He turned slightly so he positioned himself so Annie's back was facing one of the kitchen counters, and he pushed her lightly against it. Of course, he wanted to be the dominant one. When he felt her tongue on the roof of his mouth, he almost moaned, but he didn't give in. He let his own tongue roam around her warm mouth, then travel across the roof ever so slowly, giving her the same treatment. His hand traveled farther up her shirt, lightly skimming her warm skin, all the way up until he reached the fabric of her bra, while his other hand tilted her head for better access to her mouth as he lightly bit down on her bottom lip. Why hadn't he planned ahead for this scenario? He was so sure that this would never happen, but why? He should have been more confident with his influence on women. Did he have protection? No, it was in his goddamn dorm room. Maybe Annie had something? No, no, he doubted it.. but there was still a small possibility. Maybe she had a dispenser in her bathroom? No, this was her apartment, not a gas station! Why did he have to be so stupid? He usually carried some around with him wherever he went, for emergencies. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He was never going to forgive himself if his stupid slip up meant they wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to do so badly. His angry thoughts were interrupted when he felt Annie's hand on his skin, giving him one of his own shivers as he let out a low moan and moved himself closer to Annie, probably as close as you could get. He wanted all of their clothes off, and now.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 24, 2010 22:48:52 GMT
when you wake up leave me [/font] WITH SOME KIND OF PROOF IT'S NOT A DREAM[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] why was he looking at her like that? that was odd. what was he thinking? she hated that, when she couldn't work out what he was thinking, because it bugged her. "exactly. and el, elliott nott. he's gryffindor sixth year. an ex of mine, also the other gryffindor beater. me being the first beater. long story but he turned out to be an idiot too"
[/color] she said with a shrug. she didn't like thinking about el, he hurt her just like chris did, and didn't even have a reason to break up with her. no, guys were idiots. even worse than that, it was el that had been the reason for her aversion to guys for a while because she'd cared about him too. whether she'd loved him, that was debateable, but she sure cared about him at least, and he'd just hurt her too. she could see a pattern forming. at least trevor wouldn't hurt her because she knew what to expect from him, so anything better than her expectations were just a nice surprise. "i don't need you to play pensive, please don't mention that again"[/color] she returned coldly, feeling the stab of pain as she'd remembered being hurt. at present she was still under the assurance from her friend that chris had cheated on her, and didn't suspect anything, which was great for trevor. not that she cared, and not that it would make any difference, because chris had made it clear that since she'd kissed trevor he wanted nothing to do with her. "oh no, i can trust some people, but i just need to expect to be hurt by any guy that seems to love me, and then when they do hurt me it won't be a shock and i won't be hurt."[/color] annie replied with her plan, knowing she already knew what she was going to do. annie raised her eyebrows and refused to answer, waiting for his response. when he listed his five things, the last two being bribary, she raised her eyebrows again. was he trying to pay for sex with glasses? hadn't she said time and time again that she wasn't a whore? "i don't want you using your glasses to pay for sex, i'm not a prostitute, and if you want one of those then your in the wrong place."[/color] she returned, agitated. she hated people suggesting she was a whore, it was like the one thing that she did take to heart, even though it was one of the most common insults out there about her. she used to pretend that it didn't hurt, but it did. to think that someone thought that all she was good for was selling her body, that hurt. "sure it is, of course it's for me, because you don't want to get into my pants"[/color] she said sarcastically. if he didn't, he wouldn't have stuck around this long. he didn't seem like the type to do good deeds. "oh i can say some things, but it limits my vocabulary"[/color] she joked, smiling again. what was this? how could he make her mad one second, and make her laugh and smile the next? it was like, a bi polar explosion. it had to stop. "you have a sister? ahh, she doesn't get on well with you?"[/color] she asked, hoping that he wouldn't mind her asking such personal questions. not that she cared of course. she hated people snooping in her private life, especially if they asked about her nan, who raised her. annie's look of anger crossed her face as once again he made her sound like a whore. "it may surprise you to know that i've only ever kissed three boys. one being el, one being chris and one being you. that's like properly kissed, made out with. you can't count the other one because it was a peck and it was part of spin the bottle"[/color] she retorted, rolling her eyes. yes, the other one had been her magical friend from durmstrang that lived near her. they had gone camping and was playing spin the bottle and it landed on those two. it was nothing big and they were just friends. they always would be. annie calmed herself down by thinking of home and her friends, and began to laugh again as he carried on talking about toothpaste. "agreed. that's cool, i've seen that one, like it's a big tube that stands up, right?"[/color] she asked, knowing which one it was. she'd almost bought it last time she'd gone shopping. maybe she'd pick some up herself, because it did taste nice from her experience. no. why would she buy his toothpaste? that was weird. "oh i love them, and bitter strawberies are the best, especially with coconut ice cream because they clash, and then it tastes amazing"[/color] annie said, slightly surprised that he didn't like strawberries because weren't they some sort of aphrodisiac? not that she ate them for that reason, they just tasted really nice. "admittedly, this hasn't been so bad so far. considering"[/color] she returned, not bothering to answer to his honesty comment. she wasn't able to counter it, and they had given her mouth orgasms because they were hot. they heated her. "you may be waiting, ohh, say all your life"[/color] she joked, poking her tongue out at him. annie hadn't had any dreams about him, which was surprising considering what had gone on in honeydukes. that was hot. it had heated her. she had kind of expected dreams about him, but she never had any, which was probably a good thing. "yeah there are people out there, but it's likely they'll tell me i'm destined to be murdered by an albino pig farmer who speaks german or something odd. i don't trust them."[/color] annie answered with a laugh. yeah, she knew he'd be no help with her dreams, they were something crazy. whatever. she just enjoyed the odd ones because they made her laugh. "it would be. keep them out of my apartment"[/color] she joked, not particularly wanting her apartment to be burned down. she'd just use that water spell though and save it. "i robot freaked me out because i said that it was totally going to happen and then some freaky robot child would replace us and play happy families before taking over the world"[/color] annie replied, remembering her reaction to that AI film with the robochild. that was bad, she hated that. "exactly. all fourty three of them"[/color] annie joked, knowing that she was more of a dog person, odly enough. cats were more independant, yes, but they didn't seem to like her. "ohh i get you, or when i'm working as an assassin!"[/color] she carried on the joke from before, laughing about it. wow. this was like, hotter than any other kiss that she'd been a part of before. like, ever. she was honestly heated, and she couldn't think of a better way to put it. she could barely catch her breath without thinking about him, and that was crazy talk. she felt the counter dig into her back slightly, and her eyes slipped closed, feeling his own, soft and warm tongue, touring her mouth as if it was on some sort of field trip, taking in all the sights. her eyes fluttered as his tongue found the roof of her mouth, and she pressed her lips closer, tangling his tongue with her own, managing to hold in another little moan. that was her weak spot, how did he know? oh that was good, whatever that was, that was great. maybe he should do that again. more shivers as his hand skirted across her skin and reached her superman bra that he'd caught sight of earlier. she let him move her head, giving over to whatever it was that she was feeling. but she was feeling it, and it felt good! his teeth clamped onto her bottom lip lightly, and there it was, another small and inexcusable moan escaping her mouth. did he know what he did to her? she felt like putty, in his highly skilled and capable hands. her legs were even almost giving out and she concentrated on her hands and him to keep them steady. she pushed her hand further under his shirt, travelling lightly across the skin so that it felt as if nothing was really there, but at the same time it should tickle. this was too good for words! her mind brought her once again back to the practical side. wait! she did have something, just the one though, and she didn't know how old it was, but she was sure it was in date. thank god, because at least if he had nothing they had a back-up! it had been the one that she'd forgotten. it had fallen out of the packet when it was in the bag, and she'd stuffed it away in her drawer in her bedroom, just in case. what was that? was that a moan from him? merlin's beard that sounded good. and she'd caused that, which made it sound better! she felt his body close to hers, like, proper close and she could feel that he was heated. that was good. annie pulled her lips away and caught his other hand from her neck. "come with me?"[/color] she asked him, before heading toward the bedroom, trevor in tow. as soon as they were in she nudged the door with her foot and brought his lips back to hers, pressing herself against him once again.[/size][/blockquote][/justify] - fade out -
- fade in - annie shifted slightly under the covers. the light was filtering in through her curtains and it was waking her slowly, ever so slowly. she didn't care to check the clock, it wasn't ridiculously late after all, the state of the light told her that. wow. okay, moving hurt slightly. was it meant to? other than slightly uncomfortable, annie couldn't tell how she felt. not like, properly, but she just felt, well she couldn't explain it. the only way she could think of that reminded her of this was when you'd slept in on a saturday, and you had the warm covers around you and a comfortable bed beneath you, and no reason to have to rush. it was peace, it was contentment, it was the after effects of sex with trevor, and that was odd. did she regret it? not really. no, not actually. she didn't regret it at all. not that she thought she would, but she worried she would, but she went through with him anyway. yes, annie used to say that she'd wait for someone that she trusted, and in a way she did trust trevor, but it was an odd, twisted way. she trusted him because she knew what he was about, and when she knew what he was about, he couldn't hurt her, so she trusted him not to be able to hurt her, so she trusted him.
yes, it was twisted logic, but it was a good point at least. her theory was that if she expected to get hurt by him, then she would like, mentally prepare herself so that when the time came when he did, she wouldn't feel the pain, and if she kept thinking of him as a complete and disrespectful idiot then she'd never fall for him, and that was good too. of course she knew that this would be slightly painful, but she didn't know she'd be in slight pain after too. it didn't hurt so much really, it was just pretty uncomfortable. she needed to shower and make the bed again. and eat. she was hungry. annie slowly awakened and she remembered where she was. he had been as good as he'd promised, if that was any consolation. not that she needed a consolation prize, because those last few hours, those had been prize enough. a small smile spread across her face. but what if she opened her eyes and he'd gone? yes he'd said he'd stay the night, but what if he wasn't there? what if he'd lied? she'd have to like, kill him or something. annie opened her eyes slowly, one at a time, silently hoping he was there, because a part of her wanted to be held.
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 25, 2010 19:13:02 GMT
To say he enjoyed last night would be an understatement. He thought it was amazing. He didn't exactly plan on admitting that out loud, though. In fact, he would go as far as to say that that was the best he'd ever had. As you know, that was saying something, since he'd done a lot of people. But he didn't plan on admitting that, either. He just liked to keep these little facts to himself. The sunlight filtering in through the curtains had already managed to wake him, and for a couple moments he had just stared up at the ceiling, lost in though. Thousands of thoughts were running through his mind, but he wasn't tired enough to go back to bed. He did feel like he did some form of physical activity last night, though, since he felt a little more exhausted than he normally would in the morning. That was nice. He must have done his job well, then. He knew that going through all of that trouble just to sleep with Annie was well worth the wait. He actually wanted to do it again. And again. Heck, all the freaking time.
Trev turned slightly to look at Annie, who was wrapped in her covers and appeared to be still asleep. He pushed himself up on his elbows, watching her like some creeper. Well, it wasn't really that creepy. She just looked so.. peaceful when she slept. And cute. Wait, what? Ew, no, this was Annie. Even though he just did her, he still hated her. Right? Yep, pretty much. He set his head back down on the pillows when he saw her stir in her sleep, guessing that she was about to wake up. So what now? Run away before she woke up completely? No, he felt that that was cruel. He had told her he wouldn't, hadn't he? But who cared what he said? He lied all the time! He did what he wanted! Why should he care about what she thought? Exactly, he shouldn't. He should just get up and leave right now. No, no, he didn't want to. It wasn't her that was keeping him there, he just didn't want to get up, right? Yeah, that sounded about right.
He lay there silently, his arms over the covers as he turned to look at Annie, her eyes beginning to open. What if she thought he had sucked last night? Well, she didn't have anything to compare it too. What if he didn't meet her standards? Holy crap, why was he thinking about this!? Of course he was good! She was lucky to have him as her first time. Why was he seriously nervous about what she thought about him? It shouldn't matter. Trev rolled over so he was facing Annie entirely, "Hey. Guess what? I'm still here," he joked with a small smile, tempted to actually snuggle with her for a moment. Ew, why? She'd probably get freaked out if he wrapped his arms around her or something. Awkward, he'd freak himself out. Would she really have cared if he had left? Would she have been mad at him or something? Eh, probably not. She hated him, he hated her, so it shouldn't have mattered, right? Yep, that sounded about right, "You hungry or something? You know, I don't just make good pancakes," he chuckled.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 25, 2010 19:44:13 GMT
when you wake up leave me [/font] WITH SOME KIND OF PROOF IT'S NOT A DREAM[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] to say that last night hadn't been one of the best nights of her life would have been a total lie. it was. it had been, and she also wouldn't have minded doing this again. did she seriously just think that? first she was consenting to sex with trevor, and now she wanted to do it again? what the hell was up with her? what the hell was up with that? well he had been amazing. no, better than that. not that she'd ever admit that. the little bit of pain at the start was worth it, and she wondered what it would be like when they had sex again, because surely it wouldn't hurt again, would it? no, it shouldn't do, the pain was only for the first time, right? she hoped so, cause it had hurt like a mother. but it was worth it. especially when she'd practically collapsed into bed shaking, oh yes, it had been worth it. now that she was stirring she felt a little something other than the peacefulness. it wasn't the uncomfortable feeling either, but that was only when she moved a bit. she could only describe it as exhausted. she'd not felt this tired, in like, ever. not even after quidditch practice! a smile spread across her lips as her eyes opened, and there he was. she'd sucked in a breath, she realised, and so exhailed, taking comfort in the fact that at least he'd stayed.
was it wrong to be wondering what he looked like when he slept? she could practically imagine his peaceful look on his face, safe in the knowledge that he'd actually gotten to her, and was asleep in her bed. had he had a good night's sleep? yes, this was creepy, she was stopping it. now. then it hit her. they'd had sex. it had been her first time. what if she'd sucked? what if he'd faked it or something? what if she was the worst he'd ever had? what if she was a fumbling mess and it was just him that was amazing. oh god how could she face him, thinking that she was the worst lay he'd had in his entire life? and she was naked under the covers. great. she'd have to shower too, and dress in front of him? she'd shower when he was gone. yes. it would be easier. why though? he'd seen her body. he'd felt her body, and more. so why was she so self conscious all of a sudden? he'd known her body in ways that a man never had and here she was, worrying about dressing in front of him? annie's frown slipped immediately and uncontrollably into a smile when she saw him there, facing her entirely. "morning! Yeah. thanks for, you know, not lying and stuff. and keeping your promise"
[/color] she said, her voice not as usually loud and distinctive as when she usually spoken to him, because she had just woken up. there was always something so sexy about the roughness in a man's voice when he'd just woke up. when chris slept on the couch, his voice in the morning had been hot. but oddly not as hot as trevor's. trevor's was hotter. what? no! was she debating who's morning voice was hotter? she was infinitely glad that she'd not had sex with chris though, trevor being her first, was pretty fantastic. they said start as you mean to go on and stuff. she was oddly glad that he'd stayed. like, it kind of made her happy that she didn't wake up alone. which was worrying and normal all at the same time. that worried her even more. they still hated each other right? he hated her, she hated him, it was the same thing, and them having sex didn't change that. did it? no, of course not. she thought it over, but she was more tired than hungry at the moment. "not really, actually, although i'll take you up on that offer later. i just kind of, want to lie here for a minute, is that alright with you?"[/color] she asked, biting her lip. she stopped herself from asking to snuggle, because it would probably freak him out, especially if she started to wrap herself around him or something. she slid closer to him a little though, thinking maybe he'd get the hint that she wouldn't mind it. being held was nice. even if she did hate him.[/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 744 words! Annie is walking around in THESE CLOTHESBefore you wander away, you should know that NAWW YOURS ARE ALWAYS AWESOME! AND I'M ALWAYS LIKE THAT HAHA THE ADVERT FOR STARSTRUCK OR WHATEVER WAS THE BEST, I WAS LIKE OMG TREVOR! (: HOPE THIS IS JUST AS GOOD FOR YOU! TREVOR ROCKS &HEARTS;, and that this lovely template was made by me aka EMMA !? of the awesome site A Changed Hogwarts! You should also know that the lyrics are from THE ONLY EXCEPTION by PARAMORE. Oh and if you steal it, my army of FEMALE NINJAS are happy to kick your copying butt (-; Thanks[/font][/color]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 25, 2010 20:59:51 GMT
He had a nice opportunity there where he could have scooped up his scattered clothing and got the heck out of there. He didn't, though. Only because this bed was actually really comfy and he was too damn lazy to get up. Anyway, if he had seen Annie later on somewhere, it probably would have been just a little awkward. He was usually used to leaving right after he had done the deed, but this time it was different. No particular reason that it was different, though, it just was. He was glad that it had gone relatively well. She was awesome, more so than he thought she would be, and apparently it didn't cause her too much pain. He knew it was hurting her at first, that's why he actually was trying to be careful, as weird as that sounded. Though this was going to sound weird, especially since he liked the thought of causing her pain earlier, he actually didn't want to hurt her. That was.. odd.
He couldn't help but crack a smile when she spoke. She even sounded all cute in the morning. Ugh, cute was a stupid word, especially when he was talking about Annie, "Well, you know, I keep my promises," he spoke quietly. It wasn't entirely the truth, exactly, but he had kept his promise this time, and he was glad he had. She actually, somehow, seemed pleased to see him still lying there next to her. That was oddly comforting. The bed was all warm and soft, which was nice. Just like Annie; warm and soft. Ew. He needed to stop that. Maybe he was just still high off of his hormones from last night. Yeah, that was it, "So, did you have a nice sleep?" he asked, his voice still a little husky from sleep. What an odd question. Why did he care? He knew he had had a kick ass slumber. He'd even dreamed about Annie. It was an awesome dream, too, but it wasn't as dirty as he thought it would be. Especially after what they had just finished doing.
"I have many talents in the kitchen," he began, "Omelets. I can make those. French toast, yep," he listed off as he shifted himself in a more comfortable position, though he was still turned on his side so he could stare at her, "That is, unless you want pancakes again," he added with a small chuckle, "But I like that idea.. just laying here. It's nice," he responded, not realizing what he had said, "Because the bed is.. nice," he added, wanting it to make it sound like he was lying here because the bed was comfortable, not because he liked sleeping next to Annie. Especially when she wasn't wearing any clothes under those covers. That fact heated him. He was rather surprised when he noticed her move closer to him. Should he, like..? Oh, he wanted to, and maybe that was what she was try to get at. He moved in closer himself, suddenly nervous to actually even touch her. What the hell was his problem!? Making a daring move, he reached an arm out to wrap around Annie, snuggling in closer to her a letting out a sigh of content. He was actually enjoying this more than he should have been. That was weird. Everything was weird.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 26, 2010 5:09:37 GMT
when you wake up leave me [/font] WITH SOME KIND OF PROOF IT'S NOT A DREAM[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/Right][/size] how long had he been awake? had he had the opportunity to leave? or had he woken up just before her, so he couldn't leave, even if he wanted to? no, he'd stayed, it had been a conscious choice, why did she care so much if he chose to stay with her? she shouldn't after all she hated him, why should she want him with her more than he needed to be? but if that was the case, then why had she invited him around to her apartment to cook her pancakes? it couldn't be because she actually seemed to enjoy his company. no, the lure of pancakes was just too good to resist, of course. it was the pancakes that had done it in the end, and the mouth orgasms that he'd given her just wanted to move through her and into the rest of her body too, and that was why she'd also invited him into her bed. but what had made him agree to stay? did he want her virginity that much? honestly? god she must really have heated him! either that, or he was some sort of virginity collector. first he'd taken nina's and he'd wanted hers too? she was reading way to much into this, if he was as exhausted as her, well he just probably couldn't move anyway. it had been exhausting, but amazing at the same time, and she was sure that at first he'd actually been considerate and careful, so the pain didn't hurt as much. which was crazy talk, considering that it was him, and he usually only cared about sex.
annie's smile grew when his did. he looked so cute when he smiled. that was an odd word, she didn't know what she meant by using it to describe trevor, but surely it's meaning was suddenly twisted and odd? of course it was. there it was again, the morning husky voice, thick with sleep, and it was hot. all manly and rough. it was raw and strong and morning voice, and she had to stop thinking about him like that. yes. "well i have to admit, that you did promise fantastic pancakes and they were pretty fantastic"
[/color] she joked, laughing a little. when he seemed to be genuinely asking about her sleep, she froze for a second in confusion. did he honestly care or was he making small talk and waiting for his first exit? She was giving him the benefit of the doubt, and going to go with option one for now. he seemed settled at least. "it was actually a great sleep. really restful, one of the best nights sleep i've had in a while. which is odd. and probably in no way linked to...i'm going to shut up now"[/color] she murmered, the tones of morning voice still infecting her throat and infesting in her voice. she had been exhausted, and still felt like she'd gone running laps or something for ages, so it probably did have something to do with them, being together and what not. "what about you, have any odd dreams?"[/color] she asked with a small laugh, remembering their conversation which felt like a year ago now, but it was only last night. it seemed that annie had subconsciously adjusted herself to trevor, by shifting on her side to look at him. she'd not noticed that she'd done it, which was odd, but she didn't care because it did mean that she was more comfortable, and felt less rude now that she was talking to him. "Omelets! i love omelets! my nan always used to make me them whenever i was upset or something, and it would always cheer me up"[/color] annie remembered aloud with a smile, realising that she'd actually spoken aloud about her nan without realising. it had been awhile since she'd spoken about her, because it usually hurt so much. she missed her nan, but she'd died what seemed like a few years back, and annie had been close to her. she'd actually raised her for a little bit when she was younger, so that annie's parents could travel. she brought her mind back to trevor, and today. live for the moment, not for the memory, right? that was what her nan always used to say. "it is nice. i never just lay here anymore, it's peaceful. and the bed is comfortable"[/color] she said with a grin, glad that it had been able to put up with their antics last night, because she loved that bed. annie sucked in a small breath as he moved closer to her. some part of her was scared to let her hold him, to wrap her arms around him, as if having him hold her wouldn’t seem real, and then she’d know it was a dream or something, but he moved to wrap an arm around her, and she felt comfortable, warm, safe. which was not what she should be feeling because it was trevor. she snuggled closer, wrapping her arm around his waist and leaning her head against his shoulder. she echoed his contented sigh, realising that she still felt peaceful, and that was weird. a lot of this was weird.[/size][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/Right][/size] Okay so this here post was made for the one and only TREVOR SCHUMACHER and it’s counted at a fantastical 954 words! Annie is walking around in THESE CLOTHESBefore you wander away, you should know that TO SAY I DIDN'T LOVE YOUR POST WOULD BE A COMPLETE LIE, IT ROCKED MY ODD SOCKS AS ALWAYS HAHA! TREVOR ROCKS &HEARTS;, and that this lovely template was made by me aka EMMA !? of the awesome site A Changed Hogwarts! You should also know that the lyrics are from THE ONLY EXCEPTION by PARAMORE. Oh and if you steal it, my army of FEMALE NINJAS are happy to kick your copying butt (-; Thanks[/font][/color]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 26, 2010 23:20:43 GMT
It was odd, how Trevor was actually enjoying this. Was that the right word? Well, he definitely didn't feel like getting up anytime soon, and he sure did feel peaceful. So yeah, he was pretty much enjoying lying here with Annie. Of course, that thought itself made him want to vomit. Why would he enjoy any time he was spending with Annie? Though last night was particularly enjoyable.. Still, he should have left a while ago, like his normal routine. Ew, why was he thinking so hard about this!? He should just enjoy the moment while it lasted. Ew, why did he think that!? He just needed to stop thinking altogether, just to shut his mind down. Yeah, that would work, "Yes, usually the things I promise to be fantastic are, well, usually fantastic," he joked, chuckling quietly. He may have his random moments, but he still would let his usual self shine through. He still had those weird doubts in the back of his mind, though. Wait, hadn't he shut his mind off so he wouldn't have to think? Well, apparently that was impossible. Especially when you thought about not thinking, it made you think all the more.
She seemed so peaceful and content, though, so he had to have done something right. When she mentioned sleeping really well throughout the night, he grinned. It had to have something to do with last night, didn't it? So obviously he had to have owned it. Why was he doubting himself? He never did that. Weird. Ew, what if she was the reason he was being all weird? Nah, it probably was the weather.Or maybe it was something about the moon.. being aligned with Mars? Was that possible? Wait, no, whatever, "Oh, yes, I'm sure it had nothing to do with last night's events," he smirked. Oh, her voice was.. lickable. He wanted to lick her voice. That was not normal. How could you lick a voice? It was just hot mixed with cute, which never worked. He always told himself that there was a fine line between hot and cute. How could Annie manage to look, and act, and sound, both? Freaking messed up world this was! He paused for a moment, "Er, no," he muttered awkwardly, obviously not wanting her to know about his dream. She'd probably get all weirded out by it, anyway, "I just dreamed about.. some bunnies.. in a field.. of flowers.." he trailed off, attempting to clear his throat, "So, yeah, not that odd for me."
Trev couldn't help but notice her excitement at the mention of omelets, "Strange. I didn't know food could cheer people up but.. okay," he chuckled. He caught on to the words 'used to', and couldn't help but wonder if this 'nan' of hers was still alive. Didn't she talk about one dying, or something, that one time they were arguing? Not like he cared or anything. Nope, nope, he didn't care at all. This was Annie, and he enjoyed to see her suffer. Yeah, because he hated her and all, "What time do you think it is?" he asked randomly. He wondered, for a moment, if that made him sound like he was impatient or something of the sort, wanting to know the time so he could act like 'oh, well, I should go or I'll be late to my important meeting'. Of course, he wasn't going to say that, but he feared that Annie would think that he would.. think.. about.. doing that? Why would he care anyway? And why would she care if he left? Ew, he was thinking too much again, "I'm jealous.. my bed isn't this comfortable," he mumbled, really having nothing better to say. He was actually surprised that she didn't get all weirded out by his actions, and instead snuggled closer to wrap her own arm around him. Weird. Her skin was soft, though. Really soft. Like his stuffed teddy bear at home. Her head against his shoulder felt pretty awesome, too. He wanted to snuggle forever, and stroke her soft skin, and hold her, and- Oh my freaking jesus he had lost his mind. His breathing started to increase noticeably, like he was about to hyperventilate. This wasn't right, this wasn't him. Was he about to die because of this? Oh gosh, he was too young to die! Maybe he should say something insulting, just for things to go back to normal. He had to, because this was making his insides all weird feeling. He couldn't handle being like this, it wasn't natural. Time to be a dick again, "So, how much do I owe you?" it didn't help that he sounded completely serious.
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