┍━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━┑ if you're gonna treat me right, i'll take you to heaven every night ┕━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━┙
tw // sexual harassment, assault
the match ended on such a high, even though we hadn't won. i stayed behind as everyone else eventually disappeared, smiling massively as all the lads started chanting mr bells name, lifting him up onto their shoulders. i s'pose he weren't so bad after all. i couldn't help but cheer and chant along with them, and it felt dead weird as we marched into the sunset like some sort of scene from a movie. the light was golden, shimmering on cory's sweaty skin and making his eyes turn to melted chocolate.
god, i really am being cheesy today.
but he was pretty fit.
*
"you coming to the after party?"
"am i fuck," i laughed. "at chloe voyle's? we ain't exactly on the best of terms."
"pleaseee," he whined, and i shook my head. "for me?"
i frowned at the youngest wilson. "why are you so desperate to go?" i asked, trying to work him out. i didn't know him and chloe were all buddy buddy.
"you know me, never turn down free alcohol," he grinned, and i rolled my eyes, putting my head on his shoulder as we walked, his arm around my shoulders.
"you're the best brother ever, you know that?"
"calm down, you and cory aren't married yet, i'm hardly an in law," he snorted.
"you are such a wind up, it's unreal. who says me and cory are even together?"
"the way he talks about you —"
"the way he talks about every girl, literally ever. you know he was kissing nas paracha a couple weeks ago? and asking for alya's number? yeah, we're hardly boyfriend and girlfriend."
"he looked dead jealous when you were flirting with that st marks boy."
"he saw that? i mean, it's not like i were actually flirting with him anyways...but still."
"sounds like someone has a proper little crush."
"yeah, and i'm supposed to believe you want to go to chloe's so bad just because of a free drink?"
"i liked it better when you were telling me how great a brother i am."
"yeah, thought so," i chuckled. "and alright, i'll come, but please don't get me drinking. my dad comes home early hours tomorrow, i need a clear head."
"whatever you say, bellend."
"dickhead."
"cocksucker."
"...willy eater."
"that was the worst insult i've ever heard, penis muncher."
*
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