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Post by MARIELLA ANNALIESE VANDERBILT on Mar 16, 2011 21:09:21 GMT -5
mariella was having another one of "those" nights. very rarely did the cry like this, but after her break up with nicholas, she was much more vulnerable to getting her feelings hurt or crying. the girls in her house felt pity for their president; especially because they'd never seen her in a condition like this. mariella's heart was still strung on to nicholas, yes, but there were two other problems; she wanted to work things out with corbett, and she wanted to be with leonardo. yes, her best friend leonardo hunter harrison. he was half of the reason she broke up with nick in the first place. it wasn't because she cheated with him or because he told her to; it was because she found out how much she loves leo, and didn't want to stay with nick because of that. ella didn't know what she was going to do, to be completely honest with you. so was so unsure what she was starting to fail her classes again; for the third time this year. she found herself crying on her bed, and after figuring that she didn't want to be alone tonight, she got up and made her way across the court yard to leonardo's house. she didn't bother knocking, knowing that at this time, some of the guys were in bed because most of them caught up on their sleep before the year's biggest party. she made her way upstairs, the tears still rolling down her cheeks. she wanted to confess to leonardo why she left nick. and that she wanted to be his and his hers. but she couldn't. she was scared - no - terrified that the feelings wouldn't be mutual.
she knocked softly on his door before walking in, and thankfully, he didn't have a girl over. which, she wouldn't care if he did. she'd tell the girl to leave and then she'd spend her time with leonardo. she stood in her door war, just letting the tears stream down her cheeks as her heart crumbled. she could just picture it in her head. her telling leonardo her feelings for him, and then him kicking her out. she was feeling her heart break at the thought. she wasn't ready to lose him; and the honest truth was that she knew she never would be. leonardo was the guy she loved. they were pretty much the same person; they loved the same things, listened to the same much, and both had egos that were bigger than ella's ass and leonardo's dick put together. she moved over to him and laid down beside him in the bed, feeling his arms wrap around her softly. she just wanted to stay here, forever. even if they never said anything, it'd be perfect. ella knew that her place was in leo's arms. she was just too scared to admit. and as the tears kept falling, she pressed her face into his shoulder, breathing in his scent. he smelt amazing; it was obvious that he was using her favorite body wash and cologne. and stayed there, cuddled up to the man she wanted to tell everything to, but knew she had to choose her words wisely. and deep down, it was killing her.
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Post by LEONARDO HUNTER HARRISON on Mar 19, 2011 12:51:51 GMT -5
Leonardo hadn’t been himself to the beginning of his new year at Miami university, he it was just harder for him after his father died and well he didn’t open up to people even Mariella hadn’t really figured out what happened to his father, Kayleigh was more open and told people but no one knew what was happening in the mind of the twenty three year old that lay in bed reading a book on mechanics that he had to learn for the next lesson. His mind was obviously somewhere else though as his bed side lamp kept shining him in the face trying to wake him up. He had text from Ella saying that she was heading over before he grinned gently and lay back in his bed trying to at least finish this paragraph before she got here though she was only across the quad. She never really needed to tell him that she was coming, he was sometimes happy when she interrupting him, even once he was very drunk and had brought some awfully fake blonde to his room and she saved him and then took care of him for the whole night, a side of Ella that not a lot of people will ever get to see. As the door opened he looked up from his book before seeing the tears in her eyes, a look of concern suddenly overwhelmed his face before he closed his book and lay it to his side when she moved over to him.
He loved Mariella though for a guy that didn’t really understand love he didn’t know what to do with it, they fucked occasionally actually, they did a lot of the time but then again they also spent a lot of time together, most of the time goofing off between classes and with the other in their houses. But at the same time he fucked other girl’s that he met and she did the same with the guys as the vice president liked to remind him a lot of the time that he had been there as well. It annoyed him as guys were a bit more open about who they slept with, he could sleep with a girl and no one know about it, but guy’s that slept with Ella told him a lot of the time and it pissed him off, no one should be touching Ella but him. He opened his arms and let her snuggle against him before wrapping them around her and placed his head on top of hers and closed his eyes ”What’s up beautiful?” he asked as he kissed the top of her head, he hated seeing her like this, it made his heart sink a little knowing it wasn’t him that brought on tear pissed him off, well if he didn’t think it was about him since he had been trying to be on his best behaviour at the moment.
ELLA BELLA | SUCKS SORRY!
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Post by MARIELLA ANNALIESE VANDERBILT on Mar 19, 2011 13:41:29 GMT -5
mariella honestly, truly hated it when leonardo slept with another girl. it made her feel like, well 'just another girl'. she wanted to be special. she wanted to be the one girl that he would rather be with then anyone else. see, when leonardo slept with another girl, it lowered mariella's self esteem. he always called her his "ella bella", but when she sat there and it was on her mind, the whole thing made her feel like she wasn't satisfying enough. that she wasn't good enough for him to be hers, and hers alone. she felt like she wasn't doing anything right, and lately, she felt like nothing was going right. she wanted everything to be perfect. she'd thought about it for a while, how she wanted everything to be; for leo to be hers, to be passing all her classes, and living life to the fullest. she wanted to be able to glance across the courtyard and just be like "see that boy? he's mine. and only mine". she didn't want to hear other girls talk about their experiences with him, or the times he made them feel like "the only girl in the world that he needed". she'd thrown a couple punches because people had said those things. she didn't like it, at all. she had told herself for a long time that she wasn't going to fall in love. she swore she'd never do such a thing, not after corbett; but she'd fallen in love with nicholas. and she ended up hurt. she'd even told leo that she wasn't going to love anybody. but she loved him, with all her heart. and seeing him with another girl wasn't making her situation any better at this point. she'd been thinking about just slowly pulling away from the friendship, because he was doing nothing but hurting her; but since he didn't know that, she couldn't really pull away for some random reason. they'd been through hell as friends and survived; she couldn't drop that now.
what's up beautiful? the words made her heart skip a beat. she loved it when he called her that. it wasn't necessarily a boost in her ego, per say, but it definitely made her mood lighten a little. he kissed the top of her head gently like he always did when she was upset. she closed her eyes a little, letting her hand slowly trace circles in his chest. everything is shit right now, leo. everything. she muttered, opening her eyes. she watched her hand as it traced circles, feeling her muscles relax. this whole bullshit with nick; i can't deal with it anymore. and i don't know what to do about corbett. im failing almost all of my classes. she said, feeling her voice shake as the tears welled up in her eyes again. i think i need to leave miami. leave florida. leave the coast. i need a break. ive got to get away from here. it's not doing me any good being here. im just killing myself slowly. she said. she meant every word she spoke. a part of her did want to leave; a part of her didn't. she knew leo was in a bad place because of his father recently passing, and she figured that if she left the coast then he could go with her. they'd take a break together. travel to vegas, california, maybe even go to the carolinas or something. she just needed to get out of miami. or find a way around all this drama one.
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