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ezrashapiro:

Just the mention of a cinnamon raisin bagel was enough to get Ezra off of the couch. He slowly made his way into the kitchen, sipping at his coffee. “Merciful. Yeah, I mean, yeah?” He grabbed a bagel, and hoisted himself up onto his counter. His kitchen was pretty bare, meaning he either ate sitting on the counter, or sitting on his couch.

The second Noah mentioned the word family though, he had to shove his bagel into his mouth. Something, anything to give him a second to collect himself. Family. He hadn’t had one of those in… fourteen years. Ezra rapidly blinked back a few tears and cleared his throat. “O-Oh, uh, d-don’t, uh, mention it? I mean, um, I-I mean I know what it’s, um, you know, like? Losing a, uh… parent.”

noah grinned at ezra, happy that he was happy with the breakfast and coffee. he was bad about not spending as much time with his friends when there was a girl in the picture. even though there technically still wasn’t a girl really in the picture he wanted to make sure that he didn’t lose ezra even briefly because he was dating again. ezra had always been there for him, after all.

“i didn’t mean to upset you,” noah said, waving a hand at ezra. he didn’t know if he had said something he shouldn’t have. “listen, i’m just super grateful for you and everything and i’m not trying to be weird. you’re like the third sibling and i know mom would have really appreciated that.” he cleared his throat and took a bite of his bagel. “eh, when’s movie night?” he felt compelled to change the subject.

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rosics:

happiness, rosie thought, always looked best on noah. if they could be a moment, she wanted it to be this: twin smiles in their too small apartment, the sound of a cork popping off, and noah’s laughter bouncing against every corner of the room.   “ be careful, ”   rosie gasped, in an unusual reversal of roles, chastise not suiting her tone the way it did his. there were champagne flutes somewhere in the kitchen, hidden away, saved for special occasions, and this certainly was one, but rosie couldn’t remember which cupboard they were stored in— they hadn’t had much to celebrate since the crash, and she wasn’t sure if using them would feel the same if their mother’s lipstick wasn’t staining one of the glass rims. instead, rosie approached the cupboard above the kettle and reached on her tiptoes, palm braced against the counter to push herself higher, and her gaze drifted back to her brother. 

“ your clothes are not fine, ”   she said, over her shoulder,   “ so just say ‘ oh thank you, rosie ’ and accept the help. ”    the  ‘ let me do this for you ’  went unspoken, as a lot of rosie’s words often did, though that happened less and less now. she was getting better, bolder in a way she hadn’t been before, and braver too, but sometimes it was still hard to say what she meant to noah. gratitude was an odd thing, only made stranger by the intensity of it, and rosie was still figuring out how to tell him that it was her turn now— to help him, to support him, to see them through this. her fingers curled around one mug, and then another, setting them both on the counter with a light chink.  “ mum would be so proud of you. ”   rosie’s smile was a testament to time and the fact that it healed. bringing their mother into a conversation didn’t hurt, not in the raw, it hurts, god, it hurts way it used to.   “ i’m so proud of you. you deserve everything that’s going to come from this. remember that when they start playing your songs on the radio.  ”

noah was happy for himself obviously. everything he had worked for was finally falling into place for him. all the hours and packs of cigarettes and pain was going to pay off, because he was able to turn it into something that people actually wanted to pay attention to. someone was paying attention to him at least. someone important. that was enough for him for the time being. mostly though, he was happy that he was actually making progress for his family, but if it fell through... he didn’t know what he would do. he tried not to linger on the thought. the nerves may get the best of him and he needed to work harder than he ever had before.

he climbed off the counter and filled up two of the glasses with champagne too quickly, bubbles spilling over onto the countertop. he realized he was moving in autopilot, feeling more like he was dreaming in this moment than anything else. he rubbed his hands together excitedly at his little sister and nudged her with a fist. he didn’t mind his clothes. he liked his dorky tee shirts or he wouldn’t have bought them and it certainly didn’t deter him from getting jobs in the past, as far as he knew at least. this was more serious than a stupid bar, though. and rosie did really know better than him when it came to things like that. “what would i do without ya, kid?” he joked.

noah handed rosie one of the glasses and held his up. “to the future,” noah said, pausing to think for just a moment. he wasn’t the best at stringing things like this together on the spot, but he felt it necessary. “to getting the hell out of town, busting our asses, proving everyone wrong, and giving mom something to be proud of.”

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lilmisszara:

it wasn’t that zara didn’t enjoy talking about her family, it was just odd that someone was exactly interested in her life. the only one out of her family she still talked to was her grandma oda, only because grandma keeps showing up at her door every wednesday evening. it was strange, how she felt at peace when she was with him.

“well two for starters. maybe more i don’t know.” she said with a slight laugh. “I’ll get there, but right now I rather focus on the present instead of the future.” a smile formed on her face, as she stepped inside the restaurant, “why thank you.”

“wow, i sound really weird don’t i?” noah said, grinning. he put his hand on the small of her back as they entered the restaurant and cleared his throat. “i’m not like, already pressuring you into babies or anything like that.” he famously loved kids. he lost one of his closest friends when the friend had a child and ended up being a deadbeat, almost jealous that he wasn’t the one to knock a girl up, but also realizing he was not in the spot for a child. just wishing.

“uhm, i had a reservation under the name kendrick,” noah said as he walked up to the hostess, running a hand over his hair and smiling at zara. he wondered if she thought it was gross that he touched his hair so much and quickly shoved a hand into his pocket.

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hey guys, i am so sorry to those i have plots with for my level of inactivity over the last week. i have so much going on in my personal life and my depression has been getting the best of me. i actually just messaged the main and requested a hiatus until sunday when i plan to be fully active again. i’m going to catch up on some replies really fast and i hope you guys don’t hate me.

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noah sighed, sinking back down to his bed. she seemed off, even with the smile and he was feeling guilty even though he didn’t know what he did wrong. maybe it was the alcohol, but maybe he just wanted her to stay. “i’m sorry, nicol,” he said sadly, rubbing his face. he must have looked like a pouty child. he reached out for her hand.

“i’m inviting you, because it is late,” it was late, but she lived in the building and she would be fine to walk back alone at any hour, honestly. he stared up at her, not knowing what to say and not wanting to be creepy enough to beg her to stay. “rosie is just... with a friend,” a lie, but rosie didn’t understand and noah rarely brought new people to the apartment. “i can sleep on the couch... if that’s it.” what was the point then? why did he want her there so desperately? must be the alcohol, he thought.

Nicol smiled sweetly and tilted her head to the side. “No it’s nothing to do with your idea, I’d love to try it. It’s just late.” She lied. it was the whole date thing. here she was basically making a fool of herself, just in a guys apartment throwing herself on him and gets called a friend. that took a hard swing to her ego. it was like a punch to her stomach, but there she was just smiling through it all. it wasn’t the first time she would have to hide her feelings and dealt with whatever came. luckily for her she had tremendous practice when it came to acting. 

She shrugged and looked around. “I dont want to invite myself or anything,” She couldnt find anything to focus her attention on. why did he want her around? he wasnt the keep a fuck buddy around type and didnt seem like he wanted anything from her other than friendship. “Rosie wouldn’t want me here anyway right? That’s why shes not here?”

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damien-wolf:

“So this is about little Z then, is it?” She wouldn’t go for such a lanky and awkward guy, would she? She had purple hair now, something Damien never thought that he’d see. “If you think she’d ever be happy with a guy who can’t manage to score anything better than a bar gig… well, I think you are sorely mistaken. She is clearly way out of your league and it’s only a matter of time before she realizes it. If she hasn’t already that is.”

noah clenched his fist as he stared at damien. he’d never expected to come face to face with this problem, yet here he was contemplating causing some real trouble. he had to think of rosie, though. and he didn’t want to put zara in a weird place. he looked away, licking his lips in frustration. “i think anyone could make her happier than you did and i think i wouldn’t leave my mess behind for her to clean up alone,” noah walked past the other guy, bumping his shoulder roughly into his. he knew he should regret it, but oddly enough he didn’t.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: maybe youre not her second choice

nicol: maybe youre her first choice and she doesnt know if shes yours

nicol: she could be wondering the same thing with you

nicol: id go with a huge display of love like boom box outside her window playing one of your love songs

nicol: shed be crazy to actually think you were second choice material

noah: maybe i should do something crazy

noah: i mean it worked when i was a kid so

noah: thanks, nic.

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another shit day. don’t feel up to replies, but maybe in a few hours. it’s 9:30 here so maybe like midnight? ily guys <3 message me if you want to talk.

just wanted you guys i didn’t forget about any of my threads with noah or amelia.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: yeah id go with exactly that.

nicol: seems like a hard thing for a girl to turn down dont you think?

nicol: it would be a pretty hard thing to turn down.

nicol: all im saying is that you dont want to wake up in five years and wonder what could have happened with this girl. I mean for all you know she could be the one.

noah: if i wake up in five years and i'm still alone i'm going to wonder about literally every girl i made a mistake with though.

noah: and like honestly nicol...

noah: it's whatever.

noah: i don't exactly want to be someone's second choice the rest of my life.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: well im not the judging type. I get called a slut so

nicol: the best one is the one to play! whichever will give you the rawest performance and gives off the greatest passion will make you stand out.

nicol: you might not be as obvious as you might think.

nicol: id tell her to get it all out in the open.

noah: i'm not a slut though

noah: if i tried to have sex with a girl i wasn't dating i would wake up the next morning trying to date her

noah: this is stupid

noah: what am i supposed to say?

noah: you're really beautiful and different from anyone i've ever met and i know you could be with anyone, but i hope you pick me?

noah: sounds pretty fucking stupid

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noah jumped up a little bit, resisting the urge to grab her wrist. the same thing that could have potentially saved his relationship with ada. the glimpse at real love that he didn’t think he would find after his mom died. but here was this girl, beautiful in a different way and interesting in a different way and things ada wasn’t. someone he’d considered kissing even with vomit on their breathe, but decided that was better left to a sober moment. a quick confession of feelings that he’d long forgotten in the years he hadn’t seen her, but all of it came rushing back to his intoxicated thoughts as she hopped from his bed.

“wait!” it came out faster than he could think about what he was going to say next. “uhm... i’m sorry, you don’t have to do that. i uh, i just thought you deserve to be treated well by a guy and... i’m sorry, it was a stupid idea.” he stood up from the bed and scratched his ear awkwardly, just not knowing what he was doing. “you can stay over if you want. i can sleep on the couch if it would make you more comfortable or... in here with you. like whatever,” he shrugged at her and cleared his throat, now looking away to avoid eye contact. “i get it if you need to leave.”

“His hair is ugly, he needs to brush it at least once. I’ve seen models with hairsprayed up hair that look better.” She laughed and shook her head. Noah made her feel so comfortable and relaxed. She didnt need to try to impress him. it was like natural, talking to him and pestering him.

She didn’t know what to really say to his offer. we’re friends? what does that mean. is that all he considers me? nicol was silent for a moment then nodded. “Oh yeah, that could be fun.” She smiled very small. the kind of smile that one would do when they got socks for Christmas but didnt want to be impolite. Nicol took a peek at her phone and quickly got up. “You know it’s getting really late and I totally forgot I have to be at a table read tomorrow.” She slid her phone in her sweatpants pocket and slid her hands through her silky black hair.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: well rumors technically are made up so i guess you're right? lol.

nicol: hey don't kill the messenger, its just what i've heard!

nicol: girls talk.

nicol: let me know, i can be your impartial opinion.

nicol: so when you telling this girl that you like her?

noah: well i'm not like a fuckboy or something... i don't want you to think that

noah: all of my songs are like about girls honestly, but i think the one that hits the hardest is the one i should do, right?

noah: i don't know, nicol. i think she already knows, because i'm a fairly obvious person when it comes to my emotions for females.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: its just gossip

nicol: apparently you're a stud that doesnt give girls the time of day.

nicol: again just rumors.

nicol: do you know what you're going to play?

noah: wtf that's literally made up

noah: that's incredibly annoying

noah: also who says stud?????

noah: i have some ideas, i don't know for sure

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: hey people talk, it's what I heard

nicol: that you just stay home and like isolate yourself

nicol: what? Im not irritated, promise :)

nicol: omg noah thats amazing! Are you excited?

nicol: I told you that you could do it!

noah: people talk about me?

noah: like who would even talk about me i'm the least interesting person?

noah: i'm excited, yeah.

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: well I heard you haven't really been talking to girls so i'm happy you found a girl you like.

nicol: oh yeah whats the news?

noah: okay whoa like i'm not trying to change the subject

noah: i haven't really been talking to girls?

noah: are you like irritated at something i said to you?

noah: i have an audition with a record label...

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sms @ princess nicol

nicol: thanks!

nicol: I'm super happy that you found someone.

nicol: :)

noah: found someone?

noah: i wouldn't say it like that.

noah: you don't want to hear the news?