﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ act two━━ six . · 。ﾟ୧ ⋆.HA! LIES!₊˚.༄
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Reece was listening to music in her room when she heard a thud against her window. her being her, jumped out of her skin at the loud noise. when she saw peter waving at her through the window, she cursed.
"damn it, peter! i'm gonna have a heart attack one day if people don't stop scaring me!" she said when she opened the window. the boy climbed through without a word and collapsed onto reece's bed. "uh.. are you okay?"
"everything's a mess. everything's insane. my dad, my mom— everything i thought about them? lies." he sat from her bed and ran his hands through his hair, laughing crazily. "ha! lies! lies, lies, lies. n-nothing makes sense anymore. so here we are. i got to figure out what i'm gonna do with harry, because of course i want to save him. you know?" reece nodded, trying to keep up with his words. "i want to save him 'cause he's my best pal, sorry i know you two don't get along but— doesn't matter! getting off track. what if my blood works? b-but what if it doesn't? i don't know. i got no idea." he laughed awkwardly and reece pursed her lips. peter bent down, moaning in worry.
"oh, god." reece mumbled, walking over to him and rubbing his back. he wrapped his arms around her waist, his head laying on her stomach, since he was sitting on her bed and she was standing.
"i got nothing. the only thing i keep coming back to is.. this thing i wanna say to you." he pulled back to look at her and she shot him a pointed glare. "i'm not gonna say it right now, but i just keep thinking about it, y'know?"
"i get it. just say it at the right time. i know how you feel, and i hope you know how i feel." she combed her fingers through his wild hair, smiling gently at her boy. he sighed, laying his head back on her stomach.
"why are you listening to the dirty dancing soundtrack on vinyl?" he asked, making reece burst into a fit of laughter.
"i was hoping you wouldn't notice." she bent down to kiss his cheek, then his nose, his forehead, his other cheek, and finally his lips, which had been puckered since she bent down.
"what are your plans for today?" peter asked, kissing her again.
"sit and wallow in self-pity." she stated without hesitation and he pulled back from her lips with a confused smile.
"why would you be wallowing in self-pity, reece?" he asked, leaning forward to peck her lips once more.
"i'm getting old." she whispered against him before pulling away, making peter groan.
