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ArianaBlack · 01-31-2015, 07:04 PM

SPOILER!!: I know we're not doing apologies BUT IF WE WERE THEN ahem

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Originally Posted by Sararara

Wasn't AWARE? Well, that explained everything, didn't it. If Tiffany had any idea how talented he was, she'd be all over him in no time. Obviously. Ezra grinned slyly, chancing a quick wink before replying, "You'd be surprised, Ms. Price. Many, many talents." He'd really have no problem proving it. All she had to do was say the word. "My teacher, eh? I can't say I'd object to being your," he paused to smirk and moisten his lips before finishing, "student." Though he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to learn all about how she didn't miss him. That wasn't the point though, was it? She was smirking ~~that cute little smirk~~ right back at him, so she couldn't be serious. Of course not. She missed him. Clearly. CLEARLY. He had half a mind to poke his head so it'd stop all its worrying. What part of CLEARLY did it not understand? Ahem.

Ezra felt his cheeks grow hotter when she said the word. THE word. The 'we' word. The one that was almost as bad as the 'together' word. It sounded even sweeter coming from Tiffany's lips. "Together," he murmured, more to himself than to her. Saying it just made it all real. She was really here. They'd been over that. But it was different than the fact that they were really her, as a single entity. The only entity the man couldn't push from his mind, and here it was, becoming a reality. Because did you hear that? She had taken a liking to him. SHE liked HIM. Tiffany Price liked him. Not that he hadn't known that already, but this time she had really said it. Really really. And his heart was dropping from all the reality. The reality was assaulting him, like a thousand fingers prodding him in her direction to find the source of the realness and make it his own. It was all planted right there on her lips, which were no longer that magnolia that had remained on his cheeks for hours before he could bring himself to wash it off. Shame, really, because he wouldn't look to shabby in magnolia ~~or anything~~. But you can't wash off reality.

Heartbreak? Had he really been lost in his own thoughts for that long? How on Earth did she get to heartbreak? A crease appeared between his eyebrows. NOT a wrinkle okay. It was NOT. "Heartbreak? Who said anything about heartbreak?" Merlin, was THAT what was the big issue here? Some blasted bugger had broken her heart. There was no need for magic, Ezra had half a mind to stalk right out of his office and FIND that guy and HURT that guy. Because no mere 'guy' was allowed to hurt Tiffany. Oh no. Just like no mere 'girl' was allowed to hurt him. She wasn't a mere girl, she was ~~everything~~ uh more than that, loads more. Tiffany was allowed to hurt him like nobody else. She had earned that right. AHEMWHUT. Were they talking about something? Eye candy? Something like that? He attempted a grin but it just wouldn't appear, like thoughts of heartbreak were physically restraining his lips from quirking upwards. "There's no need to worry about that," he said, biting his lip with an expression trapped between a smile and a grimace. He wasn't entirely sure if he was speaking of heartbreak or eye candy arrangements. Either one, really. Maybe both. Who really knew, at this point.

"Of course I take it seriously. I'm quite a serious man, you know." And BOOM. The grin was back. Phew, he was starting to get worried it wouldn't come back. Ezra's eyes widened as he smiled, JUST in case she still thought he was joking. He wasn't, okay, he WASN'T. And he was admitting to it loud and clear if Tiffany'd listen. Part of him hope she wouldn't, for the sake of the game and all, but he ignored it. It was different this time, somehow. Scary, even. Contrary to what she may believe, he hadn't been with a woman in, well, ages. He had standards, you know. High ones. Not that he was with Tiffany or anything. ~~Yet.~~ "You really think I can just pick?" That was HARD, okay. He looked up at her, trying to ignore how close her legs were to his face. Being short was so...strange. Reaching up, he gave her a playful poke on the knee. "Must've been your laugh, then." Ezra grinned and placed his hand back on his chair. Could she do it again? The laughing? Please? But his grin faded slightly as Tiffany continued. Matchmaking? "Forgot about me quickly, eh?" He meant it to be playful, as if he didn't care, but he felt his throat begin to close up as soon as he was done talking. So she didn't really care? It was all still a game to her? Merlin, what was she playing at. If none of it was actually real then why was she even here? Just to spite him? His face flushed an even deeper red at the eyebrow raise. Right. The drawer. All the searching for old issues of the magazine, back when she was in charge, it was obviously so stupid now. Damn it, Bellamy, why'd you believe it? He was clearly losing his touch. CLEARLY.

A wink. Merlin, did he just wink? The brunette was FULLY aware of the effects it had on her body thank you very much. Like her heart. That was beating at least five times faster before, or maybe it had been beating like this the whole time? But she was aware of it now, the pace. It had picked up since she had made her way over. Strange. How absolutely peculiar. As for the wink though, she rolled her eyes ever so slightly, but left a small grin on her face. She wasn’t really disapproving. Not at all. ”Not surprised, Ezra. Impressed, though… Maybe.” Yes, yes she admitted it and she was mentally cursing herself for doing so. What did it even take to hold back?! She needed to know. ”Well, I am quite the tutor, Ezra. Twirling a loose strand of hair around her index finger, she took a moment to divert her eyes before looking back up at him. That wonderful face. That defined jaw. Where his dimples would be had he been doing that famous smile of his. ”I’m sure you’d make quite the pupil,” sending him a small smirk this time, trying to resist that all-out-freaking-smile that she could keep away from around him.

Together. He was here. She was here. They were here. Together. It was a funny little word, but she wanted to here it more. She wouldn’t mind other people using it either. Saying things like ‘Tiffany and Ezra, look at them together’. She wouldn’t mind being a ‘together’ with him. He wasn’t a jerk like she had only wished he would be— it would have made everything so much easier. But she liked him. And maybe that meant that it was okay if people grouped them together. He had everything. The smile, the face, the manners, the style, sweetness in his voice, a firmness in his grip— She wouldn’t mind if people saw them as a ‘together’ not at all. ”Together,” she confirmed in an even quieter murmur than his.

She watched him carefully as a small wrinkle (heh) appeared between his brows. Had she said something wrong? Oh heartbreak. Yeah, well uh, that happened. Honestly she hadn’t meant it to stick out to him so much. Yet, it seemed as if out of everything she had just said… It was the only thing that had stuck out to him. Why? Why did it matter so much? ”It’s inevitable… Heartbreak. When you invest so much of yourself in someone,” her eyes widened for a moment before she quickly went on to fix it, ”Or something. Of course this is exactly what had her holding back. The moment she started laughing, or smiling even… She had to stop herself. Heartbreak. The possibility was always there, even more than a possibility. And Ezra, well, he must’ve broken several hearts in his life time. She was only taking precautions. Watching out for herself. Letting a blank expression wash over her face, she slowly crossed one arm over the other. ”Who said I was worried?” Because she was. And now he would know. How could she protect herself if he knew exactly what she was doing? Not only had she tossed the game, but she had started it again just to give him the biggest cheat code she could possibly give him. Except, it wasn’t really a game. It was her heart.

She wanted to stay bothered. To stay impenetrable. Yet that grin. ”Are you? I wasn’t aware.” THAT STUPID GRIN. It made her grin. Stupid. His grin was stupid and now her grin was stupid and she was trying not to grin yet she couldn’t help it??? EZRA FREAKING BELLAMY. WHY. ”My laugh?” Well… that was unexpected. Very unexpected actually. So much so that it had her tilting her head and furrowing her brows in thought. What about her laugh? Wasn’t it just a regular laugh? Had she really even laughed that much around him? But… It was noted. The fact that he liked her laugh. ”You’ve got to tell me something funny then, so you can hear it again.” No pressure. She would’ve given him what he undoubtedly wanted, but she couldn’t just laugh on demand. Wouldn’t be the same. It’d be forced. And Ezra deserved more than that. He deserved the— Wait. What. Forgot about him quickly?! Actually NO. Very, very much the opposite. She couldn’t forget about him at all. She tried to. She sometimes even WANTED to. But she couldn’t. He was forever on her mind. It was aggravating. ”Not jealous are you?” she lifted a playful brow, but couldn’t get herself to smirk. She still felt guilty. But there was nothing to feel guilty about, Merlin this was all in her head!!! ”But, nothing came out of it… Didn’t really fancy the guy or anything… Not really my type.” All the while she had found her eyes traveling down to the top of his desk. Anywhere but his face. There was still guilt. ”I wasn’t invested.”

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ArianaBlack Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,726 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Claude Botros-Giordano Ravenclaw Seventh Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: I know we're not doing apologies BUT IF WE WERE THEN ahem Quote: Originally Posted by Sararara Wasn't AWARE? Well, that explained everything, didn't it. If Tiffany had any idea how talented he was, she'd be all over him in no time. Obviously. Ezra grinned slyly, chancing a quick wink before replying, "You'd be surprised, Ms. Price. Many, many talents." He'd really have no problem proving it. All she had to do was say the word. "My teacher, eh? I can't say I'd object to being your," he paused to smirk and moisten his lips before finishing, "student." Though he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to learn all about how she didn't miss him. That wasn't the point though, was it? She was smirking ~~that cute little smirk~~ right back at him, so she couldn't be serious. Of course not. She missed him. Clearly. CLEARLY. He had half a mind to poke his head so it'd stop all its worrying. What part of CLEARLY did it not understand? Ahem. Ezra felt his cheeks grow hotter when she said the word. THE word. The 'we' word. The one that was almost as bad as the 'together' word. It sounded even sweeter coming from Tiffany's lips. "Together," he murmured, more to himself than to her. Saying it just made it all real. She was really here. They'd been over that. But it was different than the fact that they were really her, as a single entity. The only entity the man couldn't push from his mind, and here it was, becoming a reality. Because did you hear that? She had taken a liking to him. SHE liked HIM. Tiffany Price liked him. Not that he hadn't known that already, but this time she had really said it. Really really. And his heart was dropping from all the reality. The reality was assaulting him, like a thousand fingers prodding him in her direction to find the source of the realness and make it his own. It was all planted right there on her lips, which were no longer that magnolia that had remained on his cheeks for hours before he could bring himself to wash it off. Shame, really, because he wouldn't look to shabby in magnolia ~~or anything~~. But you can't wash off reality. Heartbreak? Had he really been lost in his own thoughts for that long? How on Earth did she get to heartbreak? A crease appeared between his eyebrows. NOT a wrinkle okay. It was NOT. "Heartbreak? Who said anything about heartbreak?" Merlin, was THAT what was the big issue here? Some blasted bugger had broken her heart. There was no need for magic, Ezra had half a mind to stalk right out of his office and FIND that guy and HURT that guy. Because no mere 'guy' was allowed to hurt Tiffany. Oh no. Just like no mere 'girl' was allowed to hurt him. She wasn't a mere girl, she was ~~everything~~ uh more than that, loads more. Tiffany was allowed to hurt him like nobody else. She had earned that right. AHEMWHUT. Were they talking about something? Eye candy? Something like that? He attempted a grin but it just wouldn't appear, like thoughts of heartbreak were physically restraining his lips from quirking upwards. "There's no need to worry about that," he said, biting his lip with an expression trapped between a smile and a grimace. He wasn't entirely sure if he was speaking of heartbreak or eye candy arrangements. Either one, really. Maybe both. Who really knew, at this point. "Of course I take it seriously. I'm quite a serious man, you know." And BOOM. The grin was back. Phew, he was starting to get worried it wouldn't come back. Ezra's eyes widened as he smiled, JUST in case she still thought he was joking. He wasn't, okay, he WASN'T. And he was admitting to it loud and clear if Tiffany'd listen. Part of him hope she wouldn't, for the sake of the game and all, but he ignored it. It was different this time, somehow. Scary, even. Contrary to what she may believe, he hadn't been with a woman in, well, ages. He had standards, you know. High ones. Not that he was with Tiffany or anything. ~~Yet.~~ *"You really think I can just pick?"* That was HARD, okay. He looked up at her, trying to ignore how close her legs were to his face. Being short was so...strange. Reaching up, he gave her a playful poke on the knee. "Must've been your laugh, then." Ezra grinned and placed his hand back on his chair. Could she do it again? The laughing? Please? But his grin faded slightly as Tiffany continued. Matchmaking? "Forgot about me quickly, eh?" He meant it to be playful, as if he didn't care, but he felt his throat begin to close up as soon as he was done talking. So she didn't really care? It was all still a game to her? Merlin, what was she playing at. If none of it was actually real then why was she even here? Just to spite him? His face flushed an even deeper red at the eyebrow raise. Right. The drawer. All the searching for old issues of the magazine, back when she was in charge, it was obviously so stupid now. Damn it, Bellamy, why'd you believe it? He was clearly losing his touch. CLEARLY. A wink. Merlin, did he just wink? The brunette was FULLY aware of the effects it had on her body thank you very much. Like her heart. That was beating at least five times faster before, or maybe it had been beating like this the whole time? But she was aware of it now, the pace. It had picked up since she had made her way over. Strange. How absolutely peculiar. As for the wink though, she rolled her eyes ever so slightly, but left a small grin on her face. She wasn’t really disapproving. Not at all. *”Not surprised, Ezra. Impressed, though… Maybe.”* Yes, yes she admitted it and she was mentally cursing herself for doing so. What did it even take to hold back?! She needed to know. ”Well, I am quite the tutor, Ezra. Twirling a loose strand of hair around her index finger, she took a moment to divert her eyes before looking back up at him. That wonderful face. That defined jaw. Where his dimples would be had he been doing that famous smile of his. ”I’m sure you’d make quite the pupil,” sending him a small smirk this time, trying to resist that all-out-freaking-smile that she could keep away from around him. Together. He was here. She was here. They were here. Together. It was a funny little word, but she wanted to here it more. She wouldn’t mind other people using it either. Saying things like ‘Tiffany and Ezra, look at them together’. She wouldn’t mind being a ‘together’ with him. He wasn’t a jerk like she had only wished he would be— it would have made everything so much easier. But she liked him. And maybe that meant that it was okay if people grouped them together. He had everything. The smile, the face, the manners, the style, sweetness in his voice, a firmness in his grip— She wouldn’t mind if people saw them as a ‘together’ not at all. ”Together,” she confirmed in an even quieter murmur than his. She watched him carefully as a small wrinkle (heh) appeared between his brows. Had she said something wrong? Oh heartbreak. Yeah, well uh, that happened. Honestly she hadn’t meant it to stick out to him so much. Yet, it seemed as if out of everything she had just said… It was the only thing that had stuck out to him. Why? Why did it matter so much? ”It’s inevitable… Heartbreak. When you invest so much of yourself in someone,” her eyes widened for a moment before she quickly went on to fix it, ”Or something. Of course this is exactly what had her holding back. The moment she started laughing, or smiling even… She had to stop herself. Heartbreak. The possibility was always there, even more than a possibility. And Ezra, well, he must’ve broken several hearts in his life time. She was only taking precautions. Watching out for herself. Letting a blank expression wash over her face, she slowly crossed one arm over the other. ”Who said I was worried?” Because she was. And now he would know. How could she protect herself if he knew exactly what she was doing? Not only had she tossed the game, but she had started it again just to give him the biggest cheat code she could possibly give him. Except, it wasn’t really a game. It was her heart. She wanted to stay bothered. To stay impenetrable. Yet that grin. ”Are you? I wasn’t aware.” THAT STUPID GRIN. It made her grin. Stupid. His grin was stupid and now her grin was stupid and she was trying not to grin yet she couldn’t help it??? EZRA FREAKING BELLAMY. WHY. ”My laugh?” Well… that was unexpected. Very unexpected actually. So much so that it had her tilting her head and furrowing her brows in thought. What about her laugh? Wasn’t it just a regular laugh? Had she really even laughed that much around him? But… It was noted. The fact that he liked her laugh. ”You’ve got to tell me something funny then, so you can hear it again.” No pressure. She would’ve given him what he undoubtedly wanted, but she couldn’t just laugh on demand. Wouldn’t be the same. It’d be forced. And Ezra deserved more than that. He deserved the— Wait. What. Forgot about him quickly?! Actually NO. Very, very much the opposite. She couldn’t forget about him at all. She tried to. She sometimes even WANTED to. But she couldn’t. He was forever on her mind. It was aggravating. ”Not jealous are you?” she lifted a playful brow, but couldn’t get herself to smirk. She still felt guilty. But there was nothing to feel guilty about, Merlin this was all in her head!!! ”But, nothing came out of it… Didn’t really fancy the guy or anything… Not really my type.” All the while she had found her eyes traveling down to the top of his desk. Anywhere but his face. There was still guilt. ”I wasn’t invested.” __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!