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thefinleytwins:

She looked at him for a minute before sniffling and wiping at her eyes, trying to make herself stop crying. “I’m still sorry.” She whispered. 

“I can’t accept because, like I said before, you did nothing wrong.”

(Source: guitarsandchapstick)

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Okay, fine let’s go."

“Thank you.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"how is it not a compliment? I like being told I look so that I distract people."

“Okay, I’ll admit I didn’t think that one through. But your face is still bad because it’s keeping us from getting pancakes.”

thefinleytwins:

"I’m sorry, Chord." She managed through the sobs. "sorry for crying.. sorry for how i feel about myself, sorry for liking you, sorry for everything." She needed a good cry, she needed to get everything off her chest rather than letting it build and build. That’s when she got so much worse.

The blond pulled away slightly, just enough so that he could see Sophie’s face. She looked gorgeous—even as tears flooded out her eyes. “You don’t need to be sorry, Soph. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

(Source: guitarsandchapstick)

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Oh, thank you."

“That wasn’t exactly a compliment, but you’re welcome anyways.”

thefinleytwins:

She hid her face against his chest as she cried, she just needed to be close to him and needed him there. She was glad he didn’t argue the point with her, it would have just caused her to argue back and they they could have fallen out and everything would have been blown out of proportion.

Chord gave her back a few calming pats then sighed. It was awful to know that Sophie didn’t see herself the same way he did. Though not as awful as the fact that his only means of comfort were pats on the back.

(Source: guitarsandchapstick)

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Me? How did I cause any of this?"

“It’s your face. It’s too beautiful, which makes it a distraction.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"I’ve noticed."

“I blame you.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Of course."

“We keep getting distracted.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"No, it’s fine, I have enough time."

“Are you sure? Because I really don’t mind the bus, or driving myself and trying not to die.”

thefinleytwins:

"I’m not though, Chord! I’m not Beautiful, or cool or anything!" It was her turn to shout as she wrapped her arms around herself. She swallowed thickly so she wouldn’t cry… but it didn’t see to be working. The tears were building in her eyes. "I’m just… worthless." She whispered quietly.

Chord wanted to argue. Tell Sophie that she was wrong, and was indeed all of those things. Though he knew from past experiences that there was no point. So instead, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close as she wept.

(Source: guitarsandchapstick)

+ guitarsandchapstick

davidkarofskyindie:

David grinned happily as got on the mat and started to mimic Chord, he wasn’t able to move as fast as the muscular god but he was still moving prett fast “I’m always way better at the harder stuff than the warm up, so you’ll probably get through this faster” he said as he kept going, giving his new workout buddy a grin “So how often do you work out man? Cos just looking at you I can tell it’s got to be a freaking lot… you don’t get arms like that without being here freaking daily!”

Chord was pleased to see that David wasn’t struggling to keep up— a problem most others had. “That’s good to hear, man.” he said as he continued with the exercise. For a second he considered lying and creating a fake intense workout regimen he could claim to adhere to. Though what was the point? Anyways, David would probably be able to see through that BS. “Actually, not that much. How about you? You’ve got a set of arms on you, too.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Or I could give you a ride."

“No, I’ll be fine.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"Well, let’s hope there are no further accidents."

“Honestly, I should probably just start riding the bus.”

"Hey, Jude." (I'm sorry, but I had to :p)

itsmedarrensimss:

itsmedarrensimss:

"Really? First my dad now you?"

"I don’t know how you even have a car still."

“I don’t know, but I’m not going to question it.”