~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare hugged Zig back taking in his scent. He smelled really really good. “I don’t know, that’s just the impression I get when someone closes the door,” She answered him simply, then smiled slightly. “But its fine, don’t worry about it, you’re not estupido for doing that okay.” Clare told him.
Zig smiled and released Clare from his embrace, looking into her eyes. “Well I don’t want you to leave. I will never want you to leave, ‘kay?” Zig wound an arm around Clare’s waist and lead her back into his house. He pulled her to the couch and gestured for her to sit down while he went to the kitchen. “I’m so glad you’re mine again. So glad.”
Clare smiled at Zig and stopped hugging him. “Alright, got it.” She said, nodding her head while walking with him. Once getting into the house, Clare sat down and crossed her legs, waiting for Zig to return. “I’m so glad we’re back together too. When we broke up it was horrible, I didn’t even know what I was going to do about it.” Clare said honestly, leaning back on the couch.
Zig dismissed Clare’s talk about their break with a wave of his hand. He was in no mood to discuss feelings and etcetera. Cuddling mood, maybe. Kissing mood, hell yeah. The mood to eat? Always. He popped the whole box of waffles into the oven along with a couple bananas and an apple before returning to the couch. Zig sat beside Clare and leaned his head on her shoulder, letting his hair flop against her neck. “I’m sorry.” He sighed, pressing his lips to her jaw. “I hate that and hurt you and stuff. That was shitpig-ish of me. But, I got you something!” Zig dug into his pocket and extracted the box.
Clare waited for Zig as he was in the kitchen. She didn’t know what exactly they were going to do now that they were going to do. Maybe make out? That’s what they both loved doing. Laughing internally, Clare looked over at Zig who was now returning from the kitchen. “Don’t worry about it okay, its in the past,” Clare told Zig as he put his head on her shoulder. “Oh my gosh you got me a box, you’re so sweet.” Clare said then laughed softly.
Zig laughed and rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head and getting off of the couch. “No, silly,” He began, kneeling on knee and opening the box to reveal a very beautiful ring from Kay jewellers. “Clare, I love you.”
Clare laughed lightly “You know I’m kidding.” She said taking a strand of hair and tucking it behind her ear. While doing this, Clare watched Zig get down from the couch and show her the most beautiful ring she has ever seen. Almost instantly, she covered her mouth. “Oh my gosh…” She said, her voice muffled by her hands. “Its beautiful Zig…I love you too, so much. I can’t believe you got me something like this…”
Zig grinned cheekily and grabbed Clare’s hand, sliding off her purity ring and putting the new ring on in its place. “I love you lots. Every kiss begins with Kay?” Zig pulled Clare down and kissed her softly.
Clare smiled brightly at Zig, watching him take off her purity ring and slide on the new ring. She never thought that her purity ring would ever leave that finger; for some reason Clare had the thought it was a part of her. Clare however wouldn’t say anything about Zig giving her this new ring, it was perfect.” I love you too, so much. And yes they do.” She said, then kissed Zig back.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare hugged Zig back taking in his scent. He smelled really really good. “I don’t know, that’s just the impression I get when someone closes the door,” She answered him simply, then smiled slightly. “But its fine, don’t worry about it, you’re not estupido for doing that okay.” Clare told him.
Zig smiled and released Clare from his embrace, looking into her eyes. “Well I don’t want you to leave. I will never want you to leave, ‘kay?” Zig wound an arm around Clare’s waist and lead her back into his house. He pulled her to the couch and gestured for her to sit down while he went to the kitchen. “I’m so glad you’re mine again. So glad.”
Clare smiled at Zig and stopped hugging him. “Alright, got it.” She said, nodding her head while walking with him. Once getting into the house, Clare sat down and crossed her legs, waiting for Zig to return. “I’m so glad we’re back together too. When we broke up it was horrible, I didn’t even know what I was going to do about it.” Clare said honestly, leaning back on the couch.
Zig dismissed Clare’s talk about their break with a wave of his hand. He was in no mood to discuss feelings and etcetera. Cuddling mood, maybe. Kissing mood, hell yeah. The mood to eat? Always. He popped the whole box of waffles into the oven along with a couple bananas and an apple before returning to the couch. Zig sat beside Clare and leaned his head on her shoulder, letting his hair flop against her neck. “I’m sorry.” He sighed, pressing his lips to her jaw. “I hate that and hurt you and stuff. That was shitpig-ish of me. But, I got you something!” Zig dug into his pocket and extracted the box.
Clare waited for Zig as he was in the kitchen. She didn’t know what exactly they were going to do now that they were going to do. Maybe make out? That’s what they both loved doing. Laughing internally, Clare looked over at Zig who was now returning from the kitchen. “Don’t worry about it okay, its in the past,” Clare told Zig as he put his head on her shoulder. “Oh my gosh you got me a box, you’re so sweet.” Clare said then laughed softly.
Zig laughed and rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head and getting off of the couch. “No, silly,” He began, kneeling on knee and opening the box to reveal a very beautiful ring from Kay jewellers. “Clare, I love you.”
Clare laughed lightly “You know I’m kidding.” She said taking a strand of hair and tucking it behind her ear. While doing this, Clare watched Zig get down from the couch and show her the most beautiful ring she has ever seen. Almost instantly, she covered her mouth. “Oh my gosh…” She said, her voice muffled by her hands. “Its beautiful Zig…I love you too, so much. I can’t believe you got me something like this…”
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare hugged Zig back taking in his scent. He smelled really really good. “I don’t know, that’s just the impression I get when someone closes the door,” She answered him simply, then smiled slightly. “But its fine, don’t worry about it, you’re not estupido for doing that okay.” Clare told him.
Zig smiled and released Clare from his embrace, looking into her eyes. “Well I don’t want you to leave. I will never want you to leave, ‘kay?” Zig wound an arm around Clare’s waist and lead her back into his house. He pulled her to the couch and gestured for her to sit down while he went to the kitchen. “I’m so glad you’re mine again. So glad.”
Clare smiled at Zig and stopped hugging him. “Alright, got it.” She said, nodding her head while walking with him. Once getting into the house, Clare sat down and crossed her legs, waiting for Zig to return. “I’m so glad we’re back together too. When we broke up it was horrible, I didn’t even know what I was going to do about it.” Clare said honestly, leaning back on the couch.
Zig dismissed Clare’s talk about their break with a wave of his hand. He was in no mood to discuss feelings and etcetera. Cuddling mood, maybe. Kissing mood, hell yeah. The mood to eat? Always. He popped the whole box of waffles into the oven along with a couple bananas and an apple before returning to the couch. Zig sat beside Clare and leaned his head on her shoulder, letting his hair flop against her neck. “I’m sorry.” He sighed, pressing his lips to her jaw. “I hate that and hurt you and stuff. That was shitpig-ish of me. But, I got you something!” Zig dug into his pocket and extracted the box.
Clare waited for Zig as he was in the kitchen. She didn’t know what exactly they were going to do now that they were going to do. Maybe make out? That’s what they both loved doing. Laughing internally, Clare looked over at Zig who was now returning from the kitchen. “Don’t worry about it okay, its in the past,” Clare told Zig as he put his head on her shoulder. “Oh my gosh you got me a box, you’re so sweet.” Clare said then laughed softly.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare hugged Zig back taking in his scent. He smelled really really good. “I don’t know, that’s just the impression I get when someone closes the door,” She answered him simply, then smiled slightly. “But its fine, don’t worry about it, you’re not estupido for doing that okay.” Clare told him.
Zig smiled and released Clare from his embrace, looking into her eyes. “Well I don’t want you to leave. I will never want you to leave, ‘kay?” Zig wound an arm around Clare’s waist and lead her back into his house. He pulled her to the couch and gestured for her to sit down while he went to the kitchen. “I’m so glad you’re mine again. So glad.”
Clare smiled at Zig and stopped hugging him. “Alright, got it.” She said, nodding her head while walking with him. Once getting into the house, Clare sat down and crossed her legs, waiting for Zig to return. “I’m so glad we’re back together too. When we broke up it was horrible, I didn’t even know what I was going to do about it.” Clare said honestly, leaning back on the couch.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare continued to walk, thinking of how Zig shut the door on her. Why would he do that? She couldn’t even think of a reason why that would happen. Shortly, Clare heard footsteps behind her and took a deep breath. Maybe she misinterpreted something. Once being turned around Clare bit her lip. “I wasn’t sure if you closing the door in my face was a sign of going away. So I kinda went with my gut.” She answered Zig, looking up at him innocently.
Laughter rumbled in Zig’s chest as he struggled to hold it in. Silly Clare. He wrapped his arms around her after sticking the box in his pocket and hugged her tightly. Zig buried his face into her neck, sniffing her hair. Mmm, yummy. “Why would I want you to leave? I’m sorry… I just had to get something. I should’ve cleared that up before I left. I’m estupido.” Zig explained, his voice slightly muffled by Clare’s silky mane.
Clare hugged Zig back taking in his scent. He smelled really really good. “I don’t know, that’s just the impression I get when someone closes the door,” She answered him simply, then smiled slightly. “But its fine, don’t worry about it, you’re not estupido for doing that okay.” Clare told him.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare waited for Zig to answer his door, she was slightly excited to see him, since she really hasn’t seen Zig since they broke up. Clare was kinda hoping that they would be able to talk about everything considering how oddly they had gotten back together. When Zig answered the door, Clare’s eyes light up slightly. She didn’t exactly know why, but the tired look that he had seemed kinda hot to her. Before she could even compliment him, Clare heard the words ‘Oh its you’ followed by the closing of his door. Sighing in hurt, Clare walked away from his house and down the sidewalk. She wasn’t sure how to take what he had said to her.
As Zig retreated into his bedroom, he went directly into his closet and dug through the massive mass-ish mass of monkeys in search of a specific item. Yes, monkeys. He had a stuffed monkey collection. Anyway, as his hand finally made contact with the sleek box he’d been searching for, he grinned triumphantly and clasped the small container in his hand, pulling it out. Zig tossed it into the air a few times as he walked back into the living room and to the door where Clare would have been waiting… if she was smart. He opened the door and peeked his Spanish little head out, scanning the premises for Clare’s petite figure. She was leaving. What. The. What.
Zigmund frowned and jogged after her, grabbing her arm and turning her around. “Hey, love, where’ya going?” He inquired, holding the box behind his back.
Clare continued to walk, thinking of how Zig shut the door on her. Why would he do that? She couldn’t even think of a reason why that would happen. Shortly, Clare heard footsteps behind her and took a deep breath. Maybe she misinterpreted something. Once being turned around Clare bit her lip. “I wasn’t sure if you closing the door in my face was a sign of going away. So I kinda went with my gut.” She answered Zig, looking up at him innocently.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare felt the sudden urge to get out of the house when her mother arrived home. She couldn’t stand being there when she was with Glen or some of her odd friends. Sure, that’s a bit mean, but Clare couldn’t stand it. Quickly grabbing a coat from her closet, Clare climbed out of her window and…
As Zig’s phone vibrated in his back pocket, he ignored it, pulling a pillow over his face and groaning in annoyance. It didn’t matter who was texting him; all that mattered was that he recieved a substantial amount of beauty sleep before school began again the next day. You know, he had to look good to get the ladies. During the weekends, Zigmund couldn’t be bothered until about eight in the night time, and even then, you’d have to wake him with a few blueberry waffles and three glasses of strawberry milk. And a gift. Gifts were good.
Clare started to wonder if Zig was actually home. She didn’t exactly tell him that she was coming over here, it just sorta happened out of nowhere. Looking at her phone briefly, Clare started to wonder if she should just walk to the Dot and get something warm to eat. There would be no point in standing outside Zig’s house in the cold, especially if she didn’t know if he was home. That’s when an idea came to Clare. There could be that ever so slight possibility that Zig didn’t have his phone with him, and he could be home. Knocking on the door could get him to answer. Quickly, Clare took her small hand and knocked on the door briefly, then waited yet again.
At the sound of a few gentle raps on the door to his dwelling, Zig groaned yet again and threw the pillow that covered his face at the wall in frustration. He pushed himself up and off of the bed with his chiseled forearms (which, by the way, had muscles like tumors) and strode out of his bedroom, pacing the corridors until reaching the front door. Zig adjusted his shirt which had untucked itself from his jeans and flicked his hair into place before grabbing the doorknob and pulling it open. Zig grinned as his eyes met Clare’s big, blue, dazzling orbs. “Oh, it’s you.” He mumbled, scratching his invisibeard. With that, Zig shut the door in Clare’s face and spun around, returning to his sanctum- his bedroom.
Clare waited for Zig to answer his door, she was slightly excited to see him, since she really hasn’t seen Zig since they broke up. Clare was kinda hoping that they would be able to talk about everything considering how oddly they had gotten back together. When Zig answered the door, Clare’s eyes light up slightly. She didn’t exactly know why, but the tired look that he had seemed kinda hot to her. Before she could even compliment him, Clare heard the words ‘Oh its you’ followed by the closing of his door. Sighing in hurt, Clare walked away from his house and down the sidewalk. She wasn’t sure how to take what he had said to her.
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~Little-Edwards~: Getting out @Zig
Clare felt the sudden urge to get out of the house when her mother arrived home. She couldn’t stand being there when she was with Glen or some of her odd friends. Sure, that’s a bit mean, but Clare couldn’t stand it. Quickly grabbing a coat from her closet, Clare climbed out of her window and…
As Zig’s phone vibrated in his back pocket, he ignored it, pulling a pillow over his face and groaning in annoyance. It didn’t matter who was texting him; all that mattered was that he recieved a substantial amount of beauty sleep before school began again the next day. You know, he had to look good to get the ladies. During the weekends, Zigmund couldn’t be bothered until about eight in the night time, and even then, you’d have to wake him with a few blueberry waffles and three glasses of strawberry milk. And a gift. Gifts were good.
Clare started to wonder if Zig was actually home. She didn’t exactly tell him that she was coming over here, it just sorta happened out of nowhere. Looking at her phone briefly, Clare started to wonder if she should just walk to the Dot and get something warm to eat. There would be no point in standing outside Zig’s house in the cold, especially if she didn’t know if he was home. That’s when an idea came to Clare. There could be that ever so slight possibility that Zig didn’t have his phone with him, and he could be home. Knocking on the door could get him to answer. Quickly, Clare took her small hand and knocked on the door briefly, then waited yet again.
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Hey there! I'm Clare Edwards. I'm a writer, a reader, a daydreamer and a vampire fanatic. I love my best friends Ali, and Adam and I love my sister Darcy. 