My kinda party

[BLAINE CARTER]

YOU HAVE ALOT OF CROOKS TRYNA STEAL YOUR HEART
HOW TO L O V E
NEVER REALLY HAD L U C K , COULDN'T NEVER FIGURE OUT

This date, turned into a night to reveal buried feelings about each other, and he wasn't going to lie, he was scared too. Not one had he felt like this, and for it be with a girl who was certainly, not his "type" at all made it even more scarier, but there was also some kind of addictive sweetness to being here with her, like he loved taking what he could get from her heart, and not to just use it to get into her pants. Actually, that wasn't even in his mind on this date. Sex, nah I'm good? Yeah, this was kind of scary no doubt.

Hours had went by and they had kissed, and it was great but she wanted to take it slow, and that was totally fine with him so he nodded along. Okay, but eventually we're gonna have to have a hot make out session cause this sex thing is hard, but I'm willing to do it. Blaine ended it with a nervous laugh before his phone started playing, Weapon of Choice, and he was soon reminded of the plans he promised with a couple of his friends. Sighing, he took his phone out and answered it. Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm coming. as soon as he ended the call Blaine looked at Farren with a slight smile. I forgot I made plans with my friends tonight to. Text me? Leaning over he kissed her again then placed a little kiss on her nose and rose up waiting for her to lead him to the door.

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_{THIS POST GOES OUT TO Farren/Hannah AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE done! THERE ARE ABOUT 365 WORDS SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD. I JUST HAPPEN TO BE WEARING This. LIKE THIS SONG TOO? IT'S How To Love by Lil Wayne. OH! BEFORE I FORGET, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT I hope this is fine?. CREDIT FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO BUNNYA! of A THOUSAND FIREFLIES..}

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[FARREN TAYLOR]

Farren didn't exactly have a type. If
you took a look at all of the boys she hung around with, you'd see that she wasn't one to judge by group. Other than that, she'd never had a boyfriend to even classify what type of boys she was head over heels for. Was she into the bad ones? The "hell-raisers" as they were known as now? Apparently so. All of this didn't make sense....

A smile crept onto her face as he said they'd have to have a steamy make out session to subside his sexual needs. Funny, Farren wasn't opposed to that. At all actually. Pondering if she'd be okay with giving him just that then, his phone began ringing. Aw, he had to leave. Sighing, she stood up after he kissed her and grabbed his hand to lead him to the door. Of course, she didn't want him to leave. Not then anyway, but if he must, he must. Leaning against the door way, she pushed the door open with her foot and smiled at him. "Have fun. I'll text you tomorrow morning, how about that? I don't want to ruin your fun. And about that Uh.....session you described up there? We'll have to talk about that another time." she said, looking out the door. Wrapping her arms around his waist she looked up at him and whispered "Goodnight." Before pulling away and waiting for him to step outside. She was not very happy with his friends at the moment, but felt he'd let her go, so she had to as well. Why did the night have to end so soon?




TAGGED: Blaine/Stewart
WORDS: enough :3
NOTES: (:
LYRICS: Katy Perry
WEARING: this
CREDIT: To BUNNYA! of A THOUSAND FIREFLIES

[BLAINE CARTER]

~Blaine went to hang with his friends, and this thread isss doneee~[/color]