we are young [hayden]

[Brooke Roselyn Danforth]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 101010; border: #262626 solid 10px; width: 515px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;] Brooke pulled into Dulcinea’s parking lot, finding a free space and parking her car. She had gone to visit her parents, stopping at Starbucks on the way back to pick herself up a coffee, and now she was back at the dorms. Although she was fairly sure she would end up getting bored quickly, it wasn’t like there was much to do around here unless she was off drinking with someone, or indulging in other… activities… that weren’t school related. But she would find something to entertain herself with, she always did. Maybe she would go bother Ash instead of sitting around in her dorm working on homework or something. That seemed like a better option. Which, would probably be even easier without everything that was going on, but of course… well, she wasn’t stupid enough to go out and do stupid things when there was some insane person running around trying to kill her cousins, and all of the other legacies… some of whom she had grown up with and most of them were her friends, and seeing as though the person seemed to have no problem going after people who were close to them, well, she didn’t have any intent on putting herself in the line of fire more than she already was just by being related to some. Reaching her dorm room, she pulled her keys out of her handbag, unlocking the door and walking in, shutting it behind her again but not bothering to lock it again. Dumping everything she was carrying, she kicked her shoes off, and then her pants soon followed, and her shirt, picking up an oversized button up men’s shirt on the end of her bed, one that she’d had for a while although she wasn’t sure where it had come from, probably something she had inadvertently borrowed from someone and never given back, slipping that on instead. Well, she wasn’t intending on going out anywhere tonight, not right now anyway, and if she did she’d just put the jeans she had been wearing back on. Flopping onto her bed, she rolled over, picking up a book she had been reading before opening it and starting up where she had left off last. - - - - - - - - - - she says that love is for fools that fall behind, and i'm somewhere in between, i never really know a killer from a savior, 'til i break at the bend, we're here and now, but will we ever be again, 'cause i have found all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade, away again

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[Hayden Bryce Carlisle]

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:8px; line-height:10px; letter-spacing:3px; color: #8B8B8B; text-align:justify;]I'M WAKING UP, I FEEL IT IN MY BONES, ENOUGH TO MAKE MY SYSTEMS BLOW. WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE - - -

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:0px; color: #A2A2A2; text-align:justify]As much as Hayden loved his brother he needed to get out. Too much brotherly bonding time could get to him. He wasn’t exactly sure where he was going, all he knew was he would not be spending the night in his own dorm. He thought about going off and seeing what Jake was doing but from the sound of the loud music seeping under his best friend’s door he could only imagine what him and Lily were up to. So he moved on from that option scrolling through his phone for someone to hang out with.

It didn’t take him long to find someone considering Brooke was one of the first contacts in his phone. He quickly texted her that he was on his way and was bringing alcohol. He knew she wouldn’t turn him down. She hadn’t ever yet. And he doubted she would now. They had this little ritual going on since they were freshmen. Of course it had stopped when Hayden started falling for Helena, but at this moment in time a little Brooke time was what he needed. She really was the ultimate friend with benefits. He had known her his whole life and well the two of them could go one minute of whatever weird sex thing to the next of yelling about which sports team was better. Yes, Hayden was glad to have Brooke in his life. She was the next best thing to Astrid. Although he would never sleep with Astrid. Ever. In the eternity of ever. Ew. That’s weird. And almost incesty. Anyways, yes Brooke was like the version of Astrid that he would gladly bang.

It wasn’t long before Hayden reached her room and knowing her he figured the door was unlocked. He opened the door, closing and locking it behind him, and made his way to her room. He leaned in the door frame, a smirk playing on his lips as he saw her state of dress. ‘It’s like you knew I was coming.’ He walked a little into the room, the smirk still planted on his lips. ‘That’s my shirt by the way,’ he said as he placed the vodka on her desk and kicked off his shoes. He sat on her bed facing her just waiting for the moment for the green light that he knew she would be giving him.

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[Brooke Roselyn Danforth]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 101010; border: #262626 solid 10px; width: 515px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;] She hadn’t been reading too long when she heard the text alert on her phone go off, pausing what she was doing to reach over to her bedside table to grab her phone. Opening the message she had received, she wasn’t that surprised to see that it was from Hayden… out of all the people who could have texted her he was one of the most likely. It hadn’t been like that for a long while, of course, since he had been dating Helena, which hadn’t bothered her. She didn’t do relationships, she never had, but she had no objections to other people having them, and she wasn’t going to try and coax him back into her bed after he had. She’d just turned her attention elsewhere, it wasn’t like she had become attached. They were good friends, that was all. They had been since they were kids, and even when they had other… elements… to the mix, and she didn’t intend on changing that any time soon. She texted him back a simple okay, just so that he knew she was in at least, before turning her attention back to her book as she waited for him to arrive. Which, didn’t take long, hearing her dorm room door open after a while, although she didn’t put her book down, waiting until he had walked into her bedroom, glancing over at him as he stopped in the doorway, marking the page in her book she had gotten to and setting it aside. “How often am I wearing anything more than this whenever you come over here?” she answered. Well, it was true, if she was in her room this was how she normally dressed, she couldn’t be bothered with anything else. It was different if she was out, however, but in the comfort of her own room, then she didn’t see the point. “Hmm… the Armani label should have given it away,” she replied, glancing down at the shirt and back at him, raising an eyebrow, a slight smirk crossing her face. “I can always give it back, if you really want it.” - - - - - - - - - - she says that love is for fools that fall behind, and i'm somewhere in between, i never really know a killer from a savior, 'til i break at the bend, we're here and now, but will we ever be again, 'cause i have found all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade, away again

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[Hayden Bryce Carlisle]

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:8px; line-height:10px; letter-spacing:3px; color: #8B8B8B; text-align:justify;]I'M WAKING UP, I FEEL IT IN MY BONES, ENOUGH TO MAKE MY SYSTEMS BLOW. WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE - - -

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:0px; color: #A2A2A2; text-align:justify]Hayden was glad that he could so easily just show up at Brooke’s door. It was convenient for nights where he didn’t want to go out looking for someone, but had needs to satisfy. Not that he was saying that Brooke was just a convenience, no. She was his friend, but she was also convenient. She was both. And he knew that he was the same with her. Always had been really. He was just glad that they easily picked up from where they left off when him and Helena ended. It was just so simple to be with Brooke. Hayden in no way wanted to get into a relationship with her, no he was done with those for a long time, but it was nice knowing he could have sex with her without all the emotion, extra baggage and the girl begging him to call her back. No with Brooke it was easy. Sex and then well it differed each time what they did but most nights it was late so they passed out where Hayden was pushed off by a sleeping Brooke in the middle of the night to the floor.

‘Never really. Which I appreciate. Makes my job easier.’ He smirked a little making his way towards the bed. He flopped down on the end of it, laying down looking at the ceiling before he turned to look at her. He loved that he really didn’t have to do anything to be with Brooke. Just show up and at some point they would just fall into normalcy for them. He liked it this way. It was familiar and safe. And with everything that had been going on as of late familiar and safe was something he needed, even if it was just his frequent sexual encounters with his friend.

He just shrugged a little looking at the now lost shirt. ‘Can’t be bothered. It’s yours.’ It wasn’t like he didn’t have more of them back in his closet in his room. Or back at home for that matter. Or that he couldn’t just buy more. Yes one shirt wasn’t going to matter. Plus it was Brooke. If it was any other girl who he slept with he probably wouldn’t have appreciated her wearing his clothing. But Brooke was his friend so it was acceptable. She was on the short list of girls who could take his clothing without him getting angered and taking it back. The short list just being her and Astrid. Really there was no one else he was close enough with for it not to bother him. He took a deep breath and looked at the shirt once more before looking at her. ‘Think it would look better on the floor though,’ he said with another smirk. This was another thing he loved, Brooke had known him since they were little so she was used to his cocky, douche bag behavior and put up with it. He could easily say offhand comments and not get worried that she was going to call the whole thing off. Yes Brook was the convenient choice for when he didn’t want to deal with temperamental girls.

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[Brooke Roselyn Danforth]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 101010; border: #262626 solid 10px; width: 515px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;] Maybe if they were any other people doing this, things would get messy. They had known each other basically as soon as they were born, thanks to the fact she was related to Jake, really, and while people who knew each other that well that got into this sort of friends with benefit thing might have gotten way in over their heads, they both knew each other well enough that it wouldn’t happen. And this was so much easier than going out to find some other guy who she didn’t know, especially not whether or not they were on the same page as her, no strings attached, because half the time it caused more problems than it was worth. Asher and Jake were generally good at getting rid of them for her if she needed them to, but it was easier just to avoid it altogether. She just smirked as he spoke again, watching him as he flopped onto the end of her bed, stretching out a little more herself. She knew there was no rush here, if there had been he would have made his move by now instead of just lying there on the end of her bed. “I won’t say no to that,” she answered, when he said that she could keep the shirt… she hadn’t really been expecting that he’d want it back anyway. She wasn’t in the habit of keeping shirts belonging to guys she slept with, it only really happened if they left it at her dorm accidentally, or somehow she ended up with it after a drunken night which she couldn’t really remember. Hence the reason why she hadn’t even really realised that this was Hayden’s to begin with, it wasn’t like she kept track, and she had probably gotten a hold of it a long time ago. “Yeah, it probably would… but I can’t do all the work for you, can I? That would hardly be fair,” she replied, raising an eyebrow and smirking at him as she spoke. Maybe something like that would have bothered another girl, but she was used to it, she knew that was just how Hayden worked… she worked in almost the same way, actually, so it didn’t phase her in the slightest. If he hadn’t said it at some point, she probably would have. - - - - - - - - - - she says that love is for fools that fall behind, and i'm somewhere in between, i never really know a killer from a savior, 'til i break at the bend, we're here and now, but will we ever be again, 'cause i have found all that shimmers in this world is sure to fade, away again

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[Hayden Bryce Carlisle]

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:8px; line-height:10px; letter-spacing:3px; color: #8B8B8B; text-align:justify;]I'M WAKING UP, I FEEL IT IN MY BONES, ENOUGH TO MAKE MY SYSTEMS BLOW. WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE - - -

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:0px; color: #A2A2A2; text-align:justify]Hayden let his head lazily move so that he was once again staring at the ceiling. Sure he was dragging things out, but it was just one of those nights. And with Brooke it was easy. He didn’t need to really worry about taking too long. And if he did she would just bug him. It was just how they operated. If the roles were reversed he’d bug her too. Sometimes it was nice to just be with someone where things weren’t complicated. Where there were zero strings and they understood what you liked already.

What was another shirt lost? Nothing really. He was pretty sure Helena had taken half of his clothes when they broke up. He just bought more though so it really was not big deal. ‘Making me work for it? Really? Why can’t you just be a dear and do all the work for me.’ He looked at her with a smirk. He rolled over and crawled up to the end of the bed she was on. He looked at the shirt contemplating just ripping it open or undoing the buttons. He decided he was far too impatient to undo each of those buttons and plus it was his shirt. Yes he just gave over custody to Brooke, but it was still his. So ripping it open was what he did. With another smirk he looked down her body. ‘I still say you knew I was coming when you got dressed.’

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[Brooke Roselyn Danforth]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 101010; border-top: #262626 solid 10px; border-bottom: #262626 solid 10px; width: 510px; padding: 10 5 5 5px;] i'm feeling sexy and free, like glitter's raining on me, you're like a shot of pure gold, i think i'm about to explode, i can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air, now i'm breathing like i'm running cause you're taking me there, don't you know you spin me out of control rock my world into the sunlight, make “No, that would be too easy. If you want it, you gotta work for it,” she answered, smirking back at him again. While she would gladly jump between the sheets with him, she had never claimed to be easy… she would proudly admit to being a hobag, but she didn’t sleep with every guy who suggested it. No, she actually had standards, for the most part, bar a few mistakes she would rather not remember having agreed to. They had to at least try. Hayden included, which she was fairly sure he was well aware of, considering how long they had known each other, and how long they had been doing this, and she didn’t think that in the time he had spent with Helena and they had stopped that he had forgotten that. She watched him crawl up to the end of the bed she was on, raising an eyebrow as he grabbed hold of the shirt, feeling the fabric pull taut before it gave way. “You know, you’d think for such an expensive shirt, they would really make that harder to do,” she said, looking up at him. “And if I had known you were going to do that I would have just taken it off. I liked that shirt.” “And you can keep telling yourself that if you want. I’m not going to say anything that might make that head of yours bigger than it already is.” this dream the best i've ever known dirty dancing in the moonlight, take me down like i'm a domino, every second is a highlight, when we touch don't ever let me go, dirty dancing in the moonlight, take me down like i'm a domino, you got me losing my mind, my heart beats out of time, i'm seeing hollywood stars

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mae | 240 | outfit | domino - jessie j | *rolls*

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[Hayden Bryce Carlisle]

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[style=font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:0px; color: #A2A2A2; text-align:justify]Hayden was aware that he had to work for it, but he tried to get away with doing as little as possible. Obviously Brooke wasn’t having it though so once again he was going to have to try. Not that he really minded. He tried with other girls before, but today he just felt extra lazy. Lazy or not if he was going to get what he wanted he had to do the work.

‘I’ll give you another just like it.’ Hayden had enough Armani shirts to fill a life time so ripping one and giving another to Brook was no problem. It wasn’t like he would ever wear all of them. He kept so many for this reason alone. He knew his female friends stole his clothes so why not have backups? ‘Ya but I already know the answer so no need to say it.’ And with that the rest of the clothes came off.

And this is when it becomes inappropriate so end scene.

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