private messages
> TEDDY
> ROSE
> AL
> HUGOSCORPIUS
rose i'm sorry
ROSE
i want to meet up
are doing anything right now
SCORPIUS
ummmm
no i'm not
ROSE
meet me at fortescue's in 15 mins please
SCORPIUS
okay
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scorpius sighed as he locked his phone. tears almost came to his eyes but he blinked them away before they could become fully present.
he looked down at al. the two of them were a mess of tangled limbs on al's bed, their legs intertwined and their hands connected. al's head was resting on his chest, while scorpius had his free hand (once he'd put his phone down) playing with al's hair.
"hey." al gazed up at him. the biggest smile scorpius had ever since was plastered on al's face. he could see that the boy was truly happy.
"hey." scorpius replied, stroking his fingers through the strands of al's hair. leaning down toward him, he placed a kiss on the top of al's head, making him blush. it brought a laugh to scorp's lips.
how he'd never not seen how beautiful his best friend was, he did not know. the emotions he felt towards al couldn't be described by any other word but love.
"don't laugh at me!" al stubbornly protested. that was until he descended into giggles himself. his hair flopped in front of his face, as he shook from laughter.
scorpius was hesitant to let al go, but he had to leave to talk to rosie. he cheated on her, physically and emotionally. and no one deserves that. but scorp had an inkling that rosie might not have minded.
"albus-" scorpius groaned, trying to push the smaller boy off of him.
"that is my name." he interrupted scorp, climbing more on top of him, refusing to let him leave.
scorpius tried to pull his hand away for al's which made the boy tighten his grip. in another attempt to break free, scorp slid down the bed and tried to roll over. yet, it failed as it only prompted al to sit on top of scorpius.
"i need to get up." scorpius complained, and tried again.
"well, i could help a certain part of you get up." al placed his hand on the part of scorp's stomach where his shirt had come up, gently tracing patterns with his fingers.
"oh my god, albus." the blond sighed, placing his hand on al's hip, giving it a light squeeze.
al leant down to kiss scorp's jaw, letting his lips softly touch the skin, lingering a second before he moved onto scorpius' cheek. he placed a kiss there and then one on his lips. there was still the surreal feeling of their lips against one another's and scorp wondered if the euphoric feeling would ever go way. he hoped it wouldn't.

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HAYWIRE // INSTAGRAM - NEXT GEN
Fanfictionhaywire: ˈheɪwʌɪə/ adjective informal adjective: haywire 1. erratic; out of control 2. the story of the next gen gang as told by me ( highest ranking in fanfiction: #483 ! - i think )