𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 ━ 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

( 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 ) ━ ❝ Good girl ❞

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( 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 )
━ ❝ Good girl ❞

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 ━ 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘖𝘊 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯?

𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔 Harper, knew the game well, she'd played it multiple times, with multiple people, men, women, the unlabelled - she didn't mind, as long as her needs were met and feelings weren't. She rarely felt jealousy, unless it was over a great YouTube video idea, but that soon ended as she stared across the bar at Will Lenney, a blonde girl giggling in front of him.

The London club seemed to be buzzing, filled full of people she recognised, Will had been Eliza's latest conquest, for the last month or so whenever the two would go out together, they'd wake up together too. Nothing serious, it was known that Eliza didn't do labels and Will wasn't exactly known for them either, but he never rushed her out of the apartment, she'd stay for breakfast, watch a movie, or even film a colab with him.

Seeing him smiling down at another girl, just didn't feel right to the brunette, Eliza clinked her shot glass against Talia's, the Vodka forced her to wince, but when she opened her eyes they still fell on Will, "Are you gonna' go talk to him or just stare?"

Eliza let a soft laugh fall from her lips, looking up at Talia, "I'll see you in a moment or so, yeah?" She replies.

Will would be lying if he said his eyes wasn't immediately drawn to Eliza, her red dress clung to all her curves, making her short legs look longer with the heels on her feet, he clears his throat as the brunette smirks, taking a place at his side.

"You can leave"

The blonde girl looked between Eliza and Will, a scoff falling from her lips, "I'm sorry, he just brought me a drink, so maybe wait until he actually shows interest in you, hun"

Eliza let out a chuckle, taking a swig at her glass of wine, "He's shown interest in me every weekend, babe, so unless you wanna be wearing my drink, leave"

The girl looks from Eliza to Will, the brunette boy gives a shrug of his shoulder, she scoffs once again, taking her drink and turning away from the two, making her way too the dance floor.

Eliza turns to face Will, flipping her hair over her shoulder, "You gonna tell me what that was about then, or what, love?" He spoke.

"She was looking at you, clearly wanted to go home with you, you even made it seem like she had a chance, buying her the drink and all" Eliza replied, scratching against her hands.

"And what's the issue with that, ay?"

"Well, you wouldn't go home with her, why would you? I'm right here, no need for you too" She cleared her throat, cheeks becoming flushed.

Will chuckled, shaking his head slightly, "Your sayin', right, that because your in town at the same time as me, I can't go home with anyone else, am I hearing that right, love?"

Eliza looked away from the Geordie, necking the rest of her wine, "Your right, I'm being stupid, sorry" She mutters, turning away from him.

"Oi, no, I'll have none of that, lass" Will calls out, grabbing the brunette's arm, she gulps looking up at him, "You don't do relationship, no causal hook ups, none of that shite you say, so what am I meant to think?" He questions, hand still tight on the girls arm, "Am I meant to be a mind reader here, love, or what?"

Eliza clears her throat, a sigh escaping her lips, "One night stands are easier then relationships, relationships are hard and boring, they get messy fast and ruin good sex!" She explains, running a hand through her hair, "But I can't watch you pull other women, I can't watch you buy them drinks, play with their hair, I don't wanna imagine your hand around their throat when you fuck them the way you used to fuck me"

"Whatever your try'na say, 'Liza, you need to say it, now" Will speaks, taking a step closer to her, towering over the smaller girl.

"I want you, I want the messy, the ugly, all of it, I don't wanna be just some girl you used to shag, I wanna be the one you take on dates, the one who holds you after a shit day, the girl who sleeps over not just after a messy night down town, I wanna be the girl that you love not the girl you just fuck" She rants, not daring to look up at Will, a sigh falls from her lips, "I know you don't want a relationship, but I can't pretend that I don't" Eliza mutters.

Will struggles for words, struggles to think of his next sentence - his next move, the the player Eliza Harper had just admitted her feelings for him, the girl who never wanted anyone, finally wanted someone, and it was him.

"I don't do bullshit" He states, gaining her attention, she looks up at him, gulping as he stares, "Your saying you want me, all of me, that's what you'll get, love, I won't sugarcoat anything, won't pretend that I'm perfect when I'm far from it and I won't accept games, I know your the master of them, Harper but you don't wanna play them with me, alright?"

"I'm done playing games Will, I just wanna be safe with you", Will's hand cupped her cheek, his fingers stroking her jawline softly, "I just need you, please" she murmured, leaning into his touch.

"Good girl"