|
Post by Byron Curtis on May 21, 2008 21:37:48 GMT -5
Byron had Megan O'Brien as a girlfriend. Though Scorpius wasn't that fond of this. That was in a nice term to be completely honest Scorpius was pretty ticked off that all this was going on. Byron had his arm around his girlfriend's waist and they were at the lawns over looking the water. He had her close to him. He was wearing his usually attire a t-shirt and blue jeans. After his brother's death, he knew life had to go on. Megan, Scorpius, and Jason was the only one's that really ensured that. He couldn't even trust himself sometimes.
He had alot of memories with his brother, but pushed them aside. He pushed everything aside except seeing his girlfriend and his feelings towards her. He loved her or so he thought. He had more feelings towards her than anyone. He looked at her with a smile that he rarely gave. He wondered how Megan could just look at him and make him smile like that. He said, "Thanks.... for everything." He hoped that she knew what he meant.
When he said for everything he literally meant for everything. It was rare that he ever said thanks to anyone. He felt like he should to her though. She had did everything. Help ease the pain of his brother's death, actually be his girlfriend, being his best friend, and the list goes on and on. He could never thank her enough for everything. He would protect her from everything and everyone. He had to or he would never be able to forgive himself. He wasn't soo overprotective that he never left her sight, but when he saw her with a bunch of guys he had to walk over and put his arm around her.
He looked out at the water and back at her. He was about a head taller than her though. He felt the gentle breeze of the afternoon. It was rather brilliant to just stand there hoping time would freeze because of a perfect moment like this. He tried to take in everything now because his brother's death had effected him so much. He knew that if his brother could die young so could he. He needed to live life by the moment. He thought that was the way his girlfriend lived life. He liked that in her.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on May 28, 2008 14:51:11 GMT -5
Megan let her head rest on Byron's shoulder, though the breeze occasionally blew her long brown hair in his face. After a while, she randomly moved so that she was now sitting in between his legs. Since her boyfriends was a bit taller than her, she could lean her head against his chest quite comfortably.
"You're welcome. It still won't measure up to what you've done for me, though." Megan said quietly, thinking about her suicide attempt. He had stopped her at the last second, and the scars still remained. Of course, that had been a time when she thought nothing could ever be right. But with Byron, now it could.
The problem was, she wasn't quite sure that she was completely with Byron. Jakki's words were still in her mind, and many questions ran through her head. Did Byron still love Jakki? Or did he love her? Megan knew she should have asked her boyfriend, but it wasn't the right time. With his brother's death and all.
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on May 28, 2008 21:39:02 GMT -5
Byron put his arms around her. While they at there, Megan was in between his legs. He felt her head on his chest. He had had a weird vibe from her ever since his brother's death. Personally he missed the making out that they did. He said, "Meg, you alright? You seem like something's bothering you." He didn't think much about Jakki ever.
Byron had loved Jakki when they dated. Closest person he had ever been with. He dated her for about a year. He looked up to her brother like an idol. He didn't love Jakki any more or at least not like he cared for Megan. He loved Jakki as a sister and nothing more. Only because he was best friends with her brother like he was with Scorp. Jason could read him like a book while Scorp and Meg were pretty close to that point. Byron didn't have that many close friends. He had alot of friends, but none as close as them three. Megan was his best friend that was a girl and his girlfriend. He said, "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Byron seemed to have been majorly emotionaly scared from his brother's death. He was more calm and wanting to be with Megan no matter what. Feeling like he needed to tell his friends how much he cared about them. Though one thing was definately sure, he would get revenge for his brother. He knew that for sure. He waited for Megan to talk before saying anything else. Another thing that had changed, he wasn't as talk-a-tive.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on May 29, 2008 17:52:02 GMT -5
Megan smiled as soon as he put his arms around her once again. That sort of thing made her feel loved, and she hadn't exactly experienced a lot of love in her life. Especially from her parents. "Mmm...I'm fine." Megan muttered, closing her eyes. Even though she had doubts about him, she still loved every second they spent together. Megan was only fifteen and had yet to experience the world, but she was positive that Byron was the one for her. Unless he didn't love her.
Once he spoke again, Megan opened her eyes. "I know." she said, knowing that she was lying through her teeth about nothing bothering her. The Slytherin turned around and gazed innocently into his eyes, but with a casual sort of movement. It was something that could fool Byron, but then again, he was always really good at reading her feelings. Megan couldn't tell him anything about her doubts, because that would probably just hurt him. Sure, Jakki's words were the only thing she heard in her mind day after day, but Byron didn't need anything like that now. He needed some support. Not something that would rub salt in his wounds.
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on May 30, 2008 22:18:58 GMT -5
Byron gave a smile of feeling relieved. He said, "I love you." He kissed her lips when she looked at him. He held her close for a secret fear of letting her go, she might disappear. It was idiotic, but then again when he took another glance at her look. He could tell something was bothering her. He tried to think back on what he thought might bother her. School? No, he didn't think that would bother her as much as this.
He looked at her and said, "Meg, seriously, I can see something is bothering you. I've known you since forever." He gave a smile. He had known her a long time. He wished he knew what was bothering her. He hated seeing her like this. He wanted to fix it. Mainly cause he loved her and to have something to get his mind off his brother's death. The funeral was horrible. He remembered every detail of it. He didn't show his flashbacks. He didn't want people seeing him like that again.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on May 31, 2008 17:41:14 GMT -5
Megan would have smiled if it was possible to smile and kiss at the same time. Byron was just so sweet. When he wasn't trying to have sex with every girl in the school. He was fifteen. Seriously. Scorpius was a bad influence on him, that was for sure. But she wasn't going to make him do anything. After all, it wasn't as if he was forcing her to do anything either.
"I love you too." Megan said, like she did all the time. "And there's nothing wrong. It's just that one kiss is never enough." she added, kind of lying. She did have a thing about odd numbers, but she wasn't going to tell him what was really bothering her. The Slytherin pressed her lips against his, hoping to start a make out session.
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on May 31, 2008 22:58:07 GMT -5
Byron grinned and said, "Yeah." He felt her lips against his. He put his hand on her neck. He kissed her back and opened his mouth a little to push his tounge through in her mouth. He liked their physical part of the relationship. He wondered if she was doing this to take his mind off something bothering her. He didn't like it that she was keeping something from him, but would respect her wishes.
Byron pulled back long enough to say, "I know you are not telling me something, but if you don't want to tell me that's fine." Then he went back to where he was. He tilted his head to kiss better. He wondered if he could persuade her into telling him. He doubted that even with a good making out. He could do that to about anyone, but her. He liked the feel of her around. It was like time froze to make the moment last longer. He thanked merlin it did.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on Jun 1, 2008 13:44:23 GMT -5
Megan let him stick his tongue in her mouth, as she was pretty much doing the same thing. She pulled him closer to her, even though she was practically on top of him. Still, it didn't give her the same feeling it always did. She sighed and pulled away from him, stopping the kiss again. It was no use keeping it from him. The longer she held it in, the more she would hurt, and the harder it would be for Byron.
"I heard Jakki the other day." Megan said finally, turning around all the way so she was facing him, but was sort of in his lap. Her eyes were the same gray color they had been since the day he found out about his brother's death. The Slytherin buried her face in his neck and wrapped her arms around him. "She still loves you."
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on Jun 1, 2008 22:21:35 GMT -5
Byron was nearly laying down, but didn't care at all. He let her pull him closer. He nearly cursed when she pulled back. He ran his fingers through his hair. He looked at her and thought, Jakki? What did she say? His thought were interupted with the answer. He looked at her grey eyes. He said, "Me and Jakki are finished. I swear. What she said was probably just coming from no where because she was pretty close to Dal too. Dal and Jason were close which made her get close to him. Sure we dated, but she ended things and I am glad."
He wasn't glad at the time and knew that. No one was ever happy when they ended things. He felt her against him. He made sure his arms tightened their grips around her. He said, "All I care about is you, Scorp, and Jason. You three are my only family. Jakki is more like a sister. How could she compare to my best friend and girlfriend, eh?" He gave a grin and kissed her lips. "I swear, I don't love her." He was honest. He didn't love her like a girlfriend any more. He would talk to Jason about the whole Jakki thing later. He knew Jason could handle it. Jason was like the muggle superman to Byron.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on Jun 3, 2008 17:30:25 GMT -5
Megan was convinced somewhat, but not completely. "But why didn't she say she loved Dallas then?" she asked. "And you didn't say anything." She doubted that Byron would lie to her, but there was still a possibility...... There wasn't a perfect guy, even though he did come quite close to it.
Megan winced as he mentioned Jason, however. He was an ex, but it hadn't exactly worked out, considering he was graduating after this year. "Promise?" she asked, referring to the whole not loving Jakki thing. It was a bit bitchy, but she didn't care. Not even waiting for a response, Megan pulled him toward her again and pressed her lips against his. She had more eagerness in her, after hearing that her fears were untrue.
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on Jun 3, 2008 21:19:16 GMT -5
Byron shrugged and said, "Even when I dated Jakki I didn't know why she did something." He remembered how somethings he knever understood. Jakki had her reasons though and figured there was a reason behind that as everything else. He said, "I didn't say anything because I was too numb. Like my body was froze there and I couldn't control it. I wanted to say something, but I dunno."
Byron didn't notice Megan wince. He said, "You know Jason's a good guy, right?" Jason was his idol, but he had forgotten Megan dated him. He lost track of all the dating that went around from himself, Jason, Scorpius, and Megan. He was about to say yes to the promise, but felt her lips. He layed down pressing her near him. He pushed his toungue throughin her mouth. He liked feeling the eagerness and threw his eagerness right back at her. He had his hand on her neck.
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on Jun 4, 2008 14:11:31 GMT -5
"Sure." Megan mumbled, pulling away for just a second. She felt him pull her toward him, so they ended up in pretty much the same way they were each night. Her arms locked around his neck, like usual, and her lips worked to keep up with his. Megan could feel his muscles, even though he had his shirt on this time. He was the perfect one to protect her from, well, anything. Not that many Slytherins needed protections.
She was fiercly independent at times, but other times she needed someone. It wouldn't matter who. A Gryffindor or Slytherin, boy or girl. Just a person to make her realize that she wasn't alone in the world. With these thoughts in mind, Megan pressed her body against his, hoping a professor wouldn't come and catch them. If they were caught, well the punishment wasn't going to be pleasant. That was for sure. She considered planting a hickey on his neck, so that the next time Jakki saw him, he'd know whose guy he was. That was another bitchy thing to do, but who cared?
{I just added the Jason thing to create a love pentagon. Lol.}
|
|
|
Post by Byron Curtis on Jun 4, 2008 22:42:54 GMT -5
Byron didn't know what Megan thought of Jason anymore, but figured it was just like any other exs would act. He let her do as she pleased. He wasn't the guy who had to have control, but liked girls throwing themselves on him. He was a bit cruel to like that in a way. He let his hands find her waist. He felt here every curve against his body when she pressed her body against his. He liked how their bodies fit perfectly against each other.
Byron thought it was pretty quiet around the lawns today. It wasn't going to be too long before they got caught because even teachers got outside some. He thought it was strange that teachers had a life outside school, but then again he could see it as well. He was fifteen and still thought it was weird. He would always be like that because he never did see a teacher outside school except the headmaster. When he got picked up to go to school by apparation. He would go to the train station by apparation more like it.
He breathed, "What did I do to deserve you?" He honestly thought that he didn't deserve Megan. He always thought Megan deserved better guys than who she dated, but he didn't think he was even good enough. She was blody brilliant! How someone could be that brilliant was beyond Byron's thinking. He was glad that she was his and he was hers though.
|
|
|
Post by Edward Von(Gone) on Jun 5, 2008 16:25:52 GMT -5
Edward was just walking with a regular flower which was just making himself deside if to just go after Joy and just ask her out or just wait for it to find out that if she likes him back. It was the magical question that was just bugging him besides some of the fleas from the full moon a couple of days ago. Plus he swore that he took them the next morning. Plus it was the lawns so maybe it would be a fine place to think what to do.
The werewolf was just walking around the lawns just looking ahead but couldn't help walking a couple of steps back and to turn around. There was two of his friends... making out?! Eww.... gross. That was what was going on in his mind at the moment. "OK guys, keep it clean please, without accidently raping anyone. Just making sure but EWW!" He just ran away from the couple making out. [/size][/blockquote]
|
|
|
Post by Megan O'Brien on Jun 5, 2008 16:55:33 GMT -5
Megan had let Byron's hands go pretty much anywhere they wanted.[[Perverted Sentence.]] Of course, that wasn't going to stop her from getting a little bit of him. Even after he asked his question, they had continued kissing. Until Edward came, that is. Her eyes turned bright purple as he found them. The Slytherin wasn't sure whether to be angry or embarrassed. But she was surprised.
"Don't worry, you're not the one getting raped." Megan called out after him, pulling away from Byron. She was still in his arms, but her head was facing the Hufflepuff. "You know, it's okay for you to come back." she added, smirking. A mischevious look was on her face, and it meant 'I'm going to give you nightmares for years.' He couldn't read it though, but that was what Megan was thinking.[[More Pervertedness.]] She looked from Byron back to Edward, her smirk becoming more pronounced.
|
|