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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 12:41:31 GMT -5
She smiled at him. "Even if you did hate me, I wouldn't let you. I'd make you not hate me." She smirked at him, laughing at him.
She rolled her eyes at him. "I can be mean if I want to be." She nodded at him slightly. "Yup. I'm going to kill you in your sleep. Tonight okay?"
She felt him running a hand through her hair and shivered slightly. And then feeling him deepen the kiss, she grinned. She moved her hands to his chest. She pulled away, smiling at him and out of breath. She was pretty much amazed that she had been able to pull away. It was like he had a spell on her or something.
OOC:// YUCK. >.<
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 12:50:36 GMT -5
He listened to her, raising an eyebrow. Hearing her laugh, he crossed his arms, almost child-like. “Don’t laugh at me. That doesn’t help your ‘I don’t want Will Maddox to hate me’ thing.” He tried to shoot her a dirty look, but he failed quite miserably.
He listened to her, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “Uh-huh. Sure…” He grinned at her before saying, “You can come by tonight. But I doubt any killing will be going on in there.” He smirked at her. Okay, so he could be a flirt. Who could blame him, really?
He felt her shiver under his touch, and he grinned again. But feeling her hands on his chest, he let out a small shiver of his own. But he wasn’t denying that he enjoyed it. Feeling her pull back, he gave her a breathless smile. It had been quite a while since he’d been breathless from a kiss like that. But he was happy that it was with her. He ran a hand over her hair before leaning forward, kissing her softly before pulling back.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 13:03:51 GMT -5
She smiled when he crossed his arm, and made a face at him. "You for sure won't ever hate me. Even if I laugh at you. And make fun of you." She grinned at him.
"I can!" She pouted slightly. She dropped her voice, pretending to be sad. "I really can be mean." Hearing him, she raised her eyebrow. "And what exactly would be going on in your room?" She smirked at him lightly, trying not to laugh.
She smiled at him, not moving her hands from his chest. She once again, couldn't even think of anything to say. The only thing she probably could have said was uh anyways. She could barely compose full sentences in her mind. Feeling his lips on hers for just a split second, she felt her stomach tie up in knots. When he pulled away, she smiled at him.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 13:31:53 GMT -5
He stuck his tongue out at her. “How would you know?” He tried his best to make his voice sound slightly hateful; it turned out to more upset than angry. But it might have worked.
He listened to her, and he couldn’t help but think it looked adorable when she pouted. Hearing her, he pretended to be nice. “Aww. If you say so.” He gave her a smirk, shrugging. “Well, can’t say here, but it would definitely be…..fun. Better than killing me, I assure you.” He raised an eyebrow, that flirtatious smirk on his face.
He deepened the kiss that only lasted for a second or two before pulling away, a breathless smile on his face. She still hadn’t said anything, but he doubted that she could’ve said anything. He couldn’t even say anything, so how could she? He just stared at her, smiling. He took a deep breath before saying, “Friday night. You and me. You up for it?” He gave her a smile, just hoping she said yes. If not he would look like a complete idiot.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 13:44:30 GMT -5
She smiled at him when he tried to sound mean. It wasn't really mean, but it was still really cute. "Cause I've already laughed at you, and made fun of you and you don't hate me. Duh." She grinned at him.
Hearing him, she smiled. "Yay!" She paused, raising her eyebrow at him. "Something you couldn't say here? That must be inappropriate then." She paused to smirk at him. "It'll take some convincing for me to do inappropriate things."
Hearing him talk, she snapped out of the trance she had been in. She nodded at him. "Yeah. As long as we go bowling, okay?" She smiled at him. She had been wanting to go bowling lately, even though she sucked at bowling. It would be fun with him. She leaned forward, kissing him lightly.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 14:00:21 GMT -5
He saw her smile, and he couldn’t help but give one back to her. Hearing her, he rolled his eyes. “How do you know I don’t hate you? I just don’t express hatred like other people do.” His voice had a nonchalant tone, but he wondered if she bought it.
Hearing her, he laughed, but didn’t reply. He tilted his head at her as he listened to her. Seeing that smirk on her face, he couldn’t help but give one right back to her. “You’ve already made out with someone you don’t know. Why wouldn’t you do even more?”
He watched her as she nodded, and he smiled. But it grew as she continued Nodding, he said, “Bowling it is then. Friday night.” He felt weird saying it, but he couldn’t help it. Feeling her lips against his, he kissed her softly before pulling back, a smile on his face. “And if you do not have a good time, you can smack me over the head. And if I don’t have a good time, you owe me ten bucks. Agreed?” he grinned at her to let her know that he was joking. For the most part. He would like ten bucks.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 14:19:30 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes at him. "You've already said you don't hate me, remember?" She paused, biting her lip slightly. "You don't hate me.. do you?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "That was not making out. That was kissing." She paused, biting her lip. "You'll have to convince me. I don't just run around doing inappropriate stuff with people I barely know."
Hearing him make the comment about not having fun, she rolled her eyes. "No way. If I don't have fun, I get to slap you and I get 10 bucks." She paused, thinking. "And if you don't have fun.. you can just.. kinda sit there and look cute. Okay?" She smiled at him, laughing slightly.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 14:49:14 GMT -5
He shook his head. “Doesn’t mean I can’t change my opinion.” He listened to her, and he shrugged nonchalantly, stretching. “who knows?” It was hard to hide that grin that was threatening to appear on his face.
He rolled his eyes right back at her. “Same difference.” He listened to her and laughed. “Then maybe I should get to know you, huh?”
He saw her roll her eyes, and he raised an eyebrow. Hearing his end of it, he rolled his eyes. “How about I get twenty, and you just be a good little girl and not tempt me to take you to the movies?”
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 15:02:33 GMT -5
She pretended to pout. "I don't think you hate me." She shook her lightly. "You know!" She paused. "You don't hate me. You couldn't hate me."
"Nope. Cause making out more fun. Kissings kinda like.. eh." She smirked at him. She was having fun with this. She shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Who knows if you'll even be able to do more with me? I might be too good for you."
She shook her head at him. "No way. I get thirty, and you sit there and look cute." She paused, raising one eyebrow at him. "Why not the movies?" She leaned forward, keeping her mouth about a centimeter away from his. She tried to hold back the smirk. It wasn't working that well though.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 16:03:13 GMT -5
He laughed. “How would I know? I do not control what my brain does. It’s quite the opposite.” He smirked at her. It was pretty fun to tease her at times like this.
Hearing her, he couldn’t help but laugh. “That is true. But kissing is more romantic. And some people are suckers for romance, you know. He listened to her. “Oh, you did not just go there. You aren’t nearly good enough for moi.” He smirked at her though to let her know he was kidding.
He rolled his eyes. “How about we both get fifteen, and both of us look cute? That sounds far.” He shrugged. “Because there’s more people. And it’s fun to see if you are a klutz at bowling.” he felt her lean her face inches from his, and he took a deep breath in; he actually felt nervous. My goodness, a first. He leaned forward, closing the space between them as he kissed her gently.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 16:13:04 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes at him, pretending to be annoyed. "You know if you hate me or not. And I'm getting the vibe that you do hate me. So maybe I should just leave." She tried to hold back a smile, but it wasn't really working since she could feel the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
She nodded at him. "That is true. I like romantic stuff. It's cute." She rolled her eyes at him. "Maybe we should test this." She looked up at him, smirking slightly.
She shook her head. "Nope. I get 30 and we both look cute. Deal?" She didn't even remember exactly what they were fighting about, but it was fun. She rolled her eyes. "I am a klutz at bowling. I pretty much suck at it." She felt him close the small gap between them, and froze up. She quickly let her eyes flutter close, and she moved her hands to his hair, pulling him closer to her. She ran her tongue over his lips, smiling.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 3, 2008 18:27:57 GMT -5
He raised an eyebrow at her. “No I do not. I don’t send out vibes, and my mind will not let me hate anyone without a legitimate reason. Like they have a horrible eye color.” He grinned a cheesy grin at her, hoping to make her laugh.
He grinned at her. “Course romance is ‘cute’” He raised an eyebrow at her, smirking. “You want to test it out?”
He sighed. “Okay. Here’s the final agreement. You are not allowed to change this at all.” He took a deep breath, trying think of something good. “We both get nothing, and sit there looking equally cute, and do this.” He leaned forward, kissing her gently before pulling back, grinning. “I can bet that’s true.” He stuck his tongue out at her. Feeling her hairs in his hair, pulling him closer, he shivered slightly. Especially when he felt her tongue running over his lips. He parted her lips with his tongue gently before biting her lip as he pulled away, taking a deep breath.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 3, 2008 18:41:12 GMT -5
She batted her eyelashes at him, smiling. "Are my eyes pretty enough?" She looked up at him, a silly grin on her face.
She nodded at him. "It is. I'm a sucker for romance." She shrugged at him like it wasn't a big deal. "If you want to." She paused, smirking at him. "I still say I'm too good for you."
She listened to his agreement and nodded, then felt his lips on hers for a split second and smiled at him. "I think I like that one." Hayley dropped her mouth. "That's not very nice!" Feeling him shiver, she couldn't help but smile. And then feeling him push her lips open with his tongue, she tugged on his hair lightly, and felt a shiver run down her spine. And then when he pulled away, she smiled at him, trying to calm her breathing down.
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Post by Will Maddox on May 4, 2008 10:01:15 GMT -5
He pretended to be considering her. “Hmmmmmmmmm..” He leaned forward, kissing her gently before pulling back. “I say more than enough, but that’s only one psycho’s opinion.”
He laughed. “I figured you’d be the romantic type.” He watched her shrug, and he raised an eyebrow at her. “Oh really?” he turned himself so that he was facing straight ahead instead of at her. “Then you wouldn’t want to come by my dorm anyways.”
He heard her agree, and he grinned at her. Especially as he heard her. “You’re the one you admitted it, you know.” He felt her tugging at his hair a bit, and he couldn’t help but smirk through the kiss. Pulling back, he caught the look on her face, and he smiled a breathless smile at her before resting his forehead against hers. Words failed him once again.
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Post by Hayley Steele on May 4, 2008 10:14:01 GMT -5
She smiled when he kissed her and said more than enough. She leaned forward kissing him lightly for a few seconds. She was pretty much head over heels for this boy, and he probably had absolutely no idea.
She nodded at him. "But most girl are." She pouted slightly when he turned away from her. "Okayyyy, I'm not too good for you. Can we go no pleeeeease?" She leaned towards him slightly, smiling at him.
She shrugged. "You aren't supposed to agree though!" Feeling his forehead against hers, she smiled at him. She couldn't think of anything that wouldn't kill the moment, and she was content just sitting here with him. She gave him a quick kiss and smiled at him.
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