Light Me Up

"Snatched 'em out of my dads truck this morning. Ill probably get the shit kicked out of me when he realizes they're missing but I'm going to get shit kicked out of me for some other shit anyway so I though I might as well have a few." Zayn said as if it were normal. Louis hates Zayn's family. They're trash and they treat Zayn like he's the scum of the earth. Louis feels like he should do something to protect Zayn but he doesn't know how.

Chandler shook her head as Jai moved his hand from out of her pants, Chandler rolled her eyes again at the sound of Noelle's voice, “Chandlerrrr!”

Perceval leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Joan’s forehead. “Thank you, love. I’ll treasure it always.” He wiggled the fingers on his ring hand. “It feels perfect.”

“Stop kisin ‘er mate I want to live” Hall said smacking Matt on the hand. We all laughed. It was at times like these were

"Why are you waiting on tables? You don't actually work here," Ilya said, looking right at me. "Also, you never told me your name? But, the beach thing, that sounds ok, I guess, I don't know. I don't have a swimsuit," Ilya continued. "I'd have to go change first, but I probably won't take nearly as long as Dirt-man did. If it's ok with everyone else then I guess, but first, give me your numbers so I can text you,"

"You know what?” Remy continued, “Simon’s got goo goo eyes for Clair. You see the way he looks at her.”

Gerard pulled Frank up by the hair, making Frank eye level to himself. "Alright, Frankie. Remove your clothes. And no noises." Gerard ordered pointedly.

“Ouch, Carina, careful with those flaming-hot rods!” said Joan to her best friend, as the petite little woman twisted a long lock of Joan’s hair around the hot tongs.

“What’s so funny,” Micah probes, stretching his stiff muscles and disregarding the stinging sensations from the scratches on his arms, shoulders, face, and hands.

Mark slapped down his cards. “If she’s so hot, how come I don't remember seeing her about town?”

The conversation lulled, both taking several bites in silence before it was broken. “Say, Matt, I know your normal demeanor is shy and all, and that’s awesome, but you’ve been a little... Off,” Gilbert wondered around his fork, eyeing the blond in front of him.

Smiling through her tear-filled eyes, Charity reached out a hand and touched his arm. “It wasn’t anything you said,” she patted his arm gently. “These grits are mighty hot- I like them that way, don’t you?

“Dear, how did you get those horrible ugly marks,” Rarity shrieked from the door and he looked back at the curvy girl’s dark purple, curly hair and her long, white horn. Mr. Cake sighed heavily on his other side, and Bubble forced a smile.

“You practically flailed,” Louis interrupts him, once he’s gained enough composure to stand up straight, “Solid performance, I would say,”

Lindsey walked into the house, her long black hair fixed into a tight, twirled bun. Her faded black shirt was stained with grease, and the bottoms of her pants were pink from bleach.