This is where the chapter ends A new one now begins Time has come for letting go The hardest part is when you know All of these years - When we were here Are ending, but I’ll always remember
We have had the time of our lives Now the page is turned The stories we will write We have had the time of our lives And I will not forget The faces left behind It’s hard to walk away From the best of days But if it has to end I’m glad you have been my friend In the time of our lives
Summary: In which Simon is very upset for reasons unknown, and Baz knows he should be trying to comfort Simon but all he wants is to kiss him. ( this is as if chapter 61 didn’t exist and this is their first kiss)
inspired by the song Memo, by Years & Years. Listen: Here
Are you gonna hide? Are you gonna burn? Gonna answer me?
Simon had retreated into the bathroom for reasons unknown. I could tell he was upset- that much was obvious- but I had no idea why. Sharing a room with the person you want the most is terrible, even when they’re cheery and they eat all your crisps. It’s physically painful when they’re effortlessly beautiful and they walk around shirtless with their tanned skin and bronze curls. But it’s even worse when they’re sad and there’s nothing you can do to fix it, because you can feel your insides burning to ash from the worrying, But you know they hate you- so nothing you could ever do would matter.
There was nothing I could say- nothing I could do to fix Simon Snow. Something had happened, I had no idea what, but I had to try to help him.
“Snow?” I called, knocking gently on the bathroom door. It was the only privacy we had in this place, and it was unsurprising he’d locked himself away in there. “Simon?” I tried the door again, still locked with some charm. I couldn’t unlock it unless I knew which spell he’d used in the first place. “Are you in there?”
“Go away.” I heard his response, muffled through the door, but I could tell his voice was rough. Like he’d been crying. God, I wanted to break this door down and pull him into my arms, even though I knew he’d push me off immediately. “Just go away, Baz.”
“Please?” I said, softly. “Please let me in?”
I could practically feel his hesitation. I’d never asked him ‘please’ for anything, and he seemed to be considering it. It was a risk, letting down my bitter facade, pretending not to care- pretending not to love him.
The door let out a soft click, and I tensed as the door creaked open, revealing a red-faced Simon Snow. It hit me like a physical punch to the gut. His blue eyes were wide and haunted, turned down towards the floor. His bronze curls were a mess on top of his head, as if he’d been tearing through them.( I knew he ran his fingers through his hair when he was anxious).
I want you to stay, and if I tried my hardest would you look my way
I wanted to hold him so badly, it almost hurt. I wanted to do anything, anything to make him stop looking like this. “Simon,” I said, my voice so soft I wasn’t sure if he’d be able to hear me. He looked up at me, making hesitant eye contact. “What happened.”
He shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I said I don’t want to talk about it!” He said, and I felt the hot flood of magic pouring out of him, like he was about to go off. “I don’t want to talk about it I just want to go.”
“Go where?” I asked cautiously, trying not to aggravate him. Simon’s magic was a fragile- and beautiful- thing, and I didn’t want to be on the receiving end of it.
“Away.” He said, bitterness dripping from his words. “Away from here, away from the mage, away from life.” Simon’s hands were clenched tight now, his knuckles burning white. “I just want to disappear. Like I never existed.”
I took a step closer, “Simon…” I wanted to wrap my arms around him, I wanted to hold him tight. I wanted to reach up and touch his face. On impulse, I did, brushing a curl off his cheek. I expected him to flinch, to tear away from me and send his red-hot magic burning down on me. I expected it to end in fire, like I knew it one day would.
But it didn’t. Snow leaned into my touch instead, his eyes downcast, suddenly bracing his hands on my shoulder, like he needed me to hold him up. I felt my pulse racing, the blood from my hunt earlier rushing high on my cheekbones and into my ears. “Simon.” I repeated, and he looked up at me. Merlin, I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss him so badly. His eyes were blue, blue, blue, and his mouth was so pink.
I placed my hands on his cheeks, cupping his face. He was closer to me than he’d ever been before, and I could see the freckles spattered on his nose and across his cheeks. I could see his eyelashes, long and dark for a boy. And again, his cupid’s bow lips- just waiting to be kissed. His mouth parted, breathing softly and it was even more tempting.
let me take your heart, love you in the dark, no one has to see
I wanted to. And I could. I had eaten only an hour ago, so I wasn’t thirsty. I could kiss Simon Snow. I could kiss him. So I did, I closed my eyes and filled the gap between us. I had to go fast, I had to kiss him hard before he pulled away, as I knew he would. Snow’s lips were soft, and warm, and actually moving back against my own. I was so surprised I almost stopped kissing back. He was better than me at this, and even though I had initiated the kiss he was the one in control. Snow knew what he was doing.
One of his hands was in my hair, and he did this thing where he tugged it gently in a way that made my mouth fall open, and then there was his tongue. Somehow he tasted sweet, like sugar and cinnamon. Merlin, I wanted to keep kissing him. His other hand was on my chest, pushing against me. I had him by the shoulders, and tried to push back, kissing him harder.
Snow pulled back, gasping for breath. He didn’t say anything, but his gaze was heavy as he stared at me. His hair was a mess, bronze curls sticking up all over the place ( I could only imagine what mine looked like). Snow’s mouth was swollen and pink from kissing, hanging open as he breathed.
“We don’t have to tell anyone.” I said quickly, trying to keep it together, trying to make sure I hadn’t pissed Snow off. “We can pretend it never happened.” I said, my breathing heavy. I didn’t want to lose him. I didn’t want to ruin it, but maybe I already had.
Simon stared at me. “Just for tonight,” He said, pulling me towards him. “And then never again. Like it never happened.” He was so close that his breath was hot against my closed mouth.
“Like it never happened.” I agreed, and then he kissed me again.
His mouth was hot, and this time I didn’t try to fight to be in control, I let him have me. I loved to let him have me. His hands were all over, and so was his mouth. One minute he was kissing my lips until I was sure they would be bruised, and then the next his lips were against my jaw and it was even worse. Worse, because I didn’t Snow could do things like this, I didn’t know I could even feel things like this.
I wondered if vampires could get hickeys. One of Simon’s hands was on my chest again, slipping his fingers in the gap between my buttons of my shirt and touching my skin. I knew it would be cold. I knew it must have felt like kissing a corpse. A corpse that kissed back. I didn’t care though, because Snow was obliterating every thought in my mind with his insistent, pink mouth. I was kissing Simon Snow. I was kissing Simon Snow.
I kissed Simon Snow all night, and when we woke up, curled together on my bed, he kissed me one more time, moving his lips slow and soft. This kiss was different, sweeter, like it meant something.
Then he pulled away, a hand tracing my jawline. “And now we never speak of it again.”
Hi babe :) Let me introduce myself first, i’m Agostina from Argentina and i’ve been a fan for a reallyyyyyyyy long time as you can see. Hereare some photos of all of these years and some bad blood makeup I did on myself <3 I’m finally going to see you for the VERY FIRST TIME this july 10th in New Jersey. I can’ tell you how sad it it was for all these years to see everyone getting a concert but us after hittinh 1 million likes in facebook and doing everything universal told us to, But what always made me happy, was seeying other fans meeting you. Almost felt like I was there everytime, almost everytime is people I don’t know, then some of my friends, and i can’t believe i’m so lucky I may have the chance now. There’s so many people i wish i could take with me cause they deserve to see you SO MUCH, but i know the time will come for everyone that deserves this. If it’s just the concert for me this time, my life will be almost made anyways, but I really hope you see this and i can give you the hug i been waiting to give to you everyday for the last 7 years of my life, And I also would love to give you the gifts all the swifties from argentina are working so hard on, and make them feel there. Why is this so important to me? let’s go back to the star. First time i heard one of your songs i though you were becoming ust another artist i’d admire but i never knew you’ll be on my mind everyday since that day. Never knew i would have so many amazing friends, memories, heart attacks lmao, fights to defend you, tears, smiles, Never knew i’d have so much HAPPINESS because of you. I never thought i’d feel like i have someone by my side who’s proud of me no matter what, never thought i’d learn how to love myself, never thought i’d feel part of something so special like being by your side is. Thank you from the botton of my heart for being there eveytime i was heartbroken, sad, happy, fangirling, laughing, being myself without regrets. Thank you for teaching me that what people say only makes you stronger and you don’t have to go down to their levels to prove them wrong. Thank you for made us feel like a part of your family, i never knew you and i feel your family more mine than my own. I hope you know that there is literally no one like you, that Andrea is the best mother in the whole wide world an angel sent from above, i cry just thinking of her because you are what you are thanks to your amazing parents. I got the permanent fearless mark on my skin and i that will be my biggest lesson til the day I die. There’s literally no way i’m not remembering you and everything you taugh me FOREVER, So, there’s nothing that warms my heart more than so many people tellng me how I deserve this and they want to see me next to you as much as they wish it happened to them. My 3 best friends actually said that’s it, she needs to see her, and even through they’re not fans they’re taking me all the way to NJ just to see my biggest dream come true. All of my friends want to help me as much as they can, and it breaks my heart bc i know they all deserve this, I can’t believe i’ts my turn after being in that place for so long, never felt more blessed. So i may not made it alive but i’m asking you to let me give you a hug, all of our gifts and all my love this july 10th. I know i’m heart i’m meeting you. And if it’s not my time, I promise you i will keep a smile on my face because you taugh me to never let anything make me bitter. And this doesn’t seem real, I feel like dreaming impossible things, Thank you for making me feel less alone than ever. Words can’t express my love for you and what i’d give to see you forever happy, But i know that we’ll be alright because you have us and we have you, We’ll make it alive everytime like it has always been. I can’t believe I can say this,but…: SEE YOU SOON. taylorswift
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Jesus they say you died on the cross I believe and yet I wonder sometimes what was purchased at such a dear and painful cost forgive my doubt but are you here are you out there somewhere beyond the sky do you live today, do they if you’re listening Jesus tell me please does anyone live before they die