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fae dalton// fifteen

i lean in more, so I'm resting my head in between his chin and shoulder and can hear his heart softly beat.

he seems really tense. was it about doing that? i didn't mind. we were just friends so it shouldn't matter.

he snaps out of his daze, pulling his head back and placing two fingers on my chin to make me sit up as well.

"fae-" he starts, humming his words, i look up at him.

it's getting late, i notice, seeing the sun start a little further down.

"oh sHIT!" i exclaim.

he gets jumpy and nervous.

"what? I'm sorry. what. what? wha. I'm sOrry!"

i place a hand on his chest.

"no it wasn't you. i have a meet and greet at 4:30." ah rachel's going to kill me.

i scale down the rock and he jumps.

"well what time is it?" he asks. i shrug, getting back to the path where Luke's stuff is.

"didn't bring my phone because, you know, I can't use it." he scrunches up his face and then lowers his eyebrows in understanding.

"do you have yours?" i ask, when we see Luke's things.

"no. i never bring my phone while writing." he hoists his bag onto his bag and we continue down, hot, frantically, and very much so out of shape.

we manage to get to the bottom in a quicker time than i got up. we walk out to the street to hail a cab, but the la traffic was being, well, la traffic.

i grin at luke.

"wellll... last one to the greet is a rotten egg!" i exclaim, bolting ahead of him.

"wait that's not fair! i have this guitar and i don't even know where it is." he catches up to me quickly.

"that sounds like a personal problem" i call from ahead. i see him laugh and his eyes squint in happiness.

well, we got there ten minutes late. the place was pretty close though, so we were lucky.

i sprint to rachel, cutting through the line. luke stays behind, and i wouldn't be surprised if he decided to leave.

"...and there she is!" rachel says into a microphone. she places a hand over it and looks me over.

"you're disgusting." she states. i nod.

i take the mic.

"me and a good pal went hiking today, and we almost were eaten by a bear-"

someone, luke, calls out from the back, "chipmunk."

"nope, no, it was a bear. but yeah, that's why i'm late and erm, gross." the mostly girls crowd laughs.

there was only about thirty girls here, but for a last minute greet that's pretty good.

"aw you guys are fucking gorgeous and i love you." i blurt into the mic.

i laugh along with the cheers. "sorry. that's why rachel does most of the talking uh..." i hand it to her and the line starts moving.

most girls just talk to me with wide eyes and shaking hands. i love them so much, god, they keep my sanity i swear.

though everyone hugs rachel.

i frown and steal the microphone from rachel.

"why isn't anyone hugging me?" i pout.

"because you're gross!" rachel exclaims. i make a face.

"ok is that, like, is that why?" i partially laugh. the girls cheer in agreement.

"well i didn't want to hug any of you anyway." i manage to say quickly before Rachel turns it off.

we take a ton more pictures, and i meet amazing people and... also some other people.

a girl had beautiful purple hair and wearing a nirvana shirt. she blows through Rachel and walks straight to me. i smile largely.

"i love your hair" i gush and she blushes but stops.

"stop!" she exclaims, disgusted.

"oh, uh, sorry? i guess i didn't uh ..." i trail off.

"don't fucking date any of them. that band saved my life and i'm not ok with some slut like you ruining them." she growls and i hold my hands up in defense. is she talking about 5sos?

"i'm really not looking for a boyfriend ok?" i say a little monotone. that slut remark kind of hurt.

"also, please don't slut shame, alright? offend me all you want but not others." I say gently and her face turns red with anger.

"i s2g if you date luke i will put your boobs in a toaster"

i try not to laugh at that.

"s2g?" i ask. i didn't know people said that out loud. my tone turns serious.

"don't offend anyone that you know nothing about. i believe i'm strong, but others may not be. be careful who you're talking to 'cause words hurt." i say quietly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

it's not okay to do that. i'm alright with being thrown around because i know my priorities, and many of them i'm meeting today.

"you look like dog shit." she spits before stalking off.

"i prefer trash can!" i call after her, a slight smile on my face.

date luke?

no thanks.

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@luke5sos: no one told me there were bears in la

@luke5sos: wrote a song abt almost getting eaten by a bear #cool

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO THANKS IDIOT BITCH

aLso thanks so much u cuties for 860!!! i didn't even kno this could happen!???! love u

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