*the lost child

anonymous asked:

Why do you think Albus and Scorpius are so hesitant when they first meet on the train?

There’s so many reasons why. It’s such a precious little scene and those boys are juggling a mixture of emotions. There’s nerves, excitement, insecurities… It’s such an overwhelming situation and a big moment in their lives and they are both aware of it.

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Okay so we should probably do this whole intro thing
  • Kate: I run this because everyone else is clueless. 19, highschool dropout, archer, acrobat, feminist.
  • America: I'm here to keep Kate in line. I don't understand why boys are so weird. 18, physics defying, fight now, talk later.
  • Teddy: What am I supposed to say here. 21, alien, shape shifting. I've never actually met the hulk, tommy named me.
  • Billy: I'm the one that tells people im an only child. Hogwarts lost my application. 19, the actual normal one.
  • Tommy: Speed is my thing, what's yours. The hot one, wiccans cool brother, 17.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.