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It was terribly unfortunate to develop my first crush on a person like him, considering we’d only spoken that one time and he was involved with a suction-mouthed sixth year.
Why are we infantilising her…?
Maybe I’d attached myself to Johnny because not only was he the first person I saw when I came to, but he also was the first person who’d shown me genuine kindness.
What about your friends? Or brother? Or mom?
In that moment, given the recent surge of hormones battering my reproductive system, brought on by the injection of Johnny Kavanagh into my life, I could relate to my friend in the most fundamental way.
I knew that made me a hypocrite considering I was more than willing to go with girls older than me, but I had to be safe, dammit. I had a dream and a clear vision of what I needed to do in order to achieve it. Messing around with younger girls was dangerous.
Getting someone put in jail is better than being the one in jail ig...
She was a tiny scrap of a girl—all limbs and bones. There were no curves on her, and I doubted she even wore a bra if I was being honest with myself.
GROSS STOP
See? Too young. Too fucking young.
Plase stop its givin pedophile atp
Actually, I was on my twenty-ninth lap. The rest of the team were on their fourteenth.
Ok pause lmao aint no way
Gibs cut her off with a verse of Van Morrison.
Ok hes my fav
“I won’t—for now,” Gibs replied, eyes alight with mischief. “But I’ve a feeling that I’m going to marry her.”
<3
“Claire’s in third year,” I deadpanned. “And she’s your teammate’s little sister. The fuck’s wrong with you, Gibs?”
Stop projectin every five seconds dumbass
Play and slay were my only option because I refused to crash and burn at seventeen.
Ok slay queen
The one I took a molesting off Dee for so I could get her file.
What a weird thing to say
“That’s why you got hard when yer one Shannon bent over and gave you some bare-ass action. Your poor dick must have thought it was Christmas.”
Lmfao ok i love Gibsie
That didn’t seem to make a blind bit of difference to the girl because she was like a dog with a bone. Me being the bone.
Yes... Thank you so much for spelling that out for us
Breathing hard, he lifted the hem of his jersey and used the fabric to wipe the blood from his brow, dismantling the poor woman’s attempts at patching him up and revealing a stomach of hard abs.
Touche
At least, if had gone to the party, being late would have been worth it.
L grammar
Her hair was swept back in two long braids resting on her small shoulders,
Quit it johnny
All weekend, Shannon had been in the back of my mind—okay, the fore point.
“You’re only mentally undressing her in your head.” “I am not,” I growled, glaring at him from across the table. I was. I so fucking was.
Lmfao
“You’re listening outside the girl’s bedroom now?” When he didn’t deny it, I shook my head.
Notice he didnt admit Claire was a virgin w man
He took another step toward me, invading my space once more. “In your knickers? Those killer legs… I saw all of you.”
Uhhh gross
“And dogs that can’t behave themselves around Cap’s new buddy stay outside.”
Period
“You’ll be thrown off the team for this.” “For the threat, I’m going to fuck your mother, McGarry,” Gibsie shot back. “And then I’m going to cum all over her tits, and she’s going to love every minute of it.”
LMFAOOO
“Are you seriously only five feet?” “If I stand really straight, I am.” “Christ, I’m six foot three.” He shook his head. “You’re so small.”
HOLY SHITE
“Can you show me?” I asked. “I’m good with stitches.” I’ve had enough of them. “Shannon, I had surgery on my adductor,” Johnny bit out,
Lmfao
So, I think you’re playing a dangerous game with your body, Johnny. And I think if your doctors knew how much pain you are actually in, there’s no way they would have signed off and released you to play.”
PERIOD SHANNON shes growing on me
“I think this was a terrible mistake. I should have never accepted a lift from you. I think you overreacted tonight. I think you handled yourself terribly. And I think it would be best if you and I didn’t talk anymore.”
gaslight gatekeep girlboss
I was furious the entire drive home, hardly able to concentrate on the road with my temper.
HE LET HER WALK HOME ALONE??! FUCK HIM
Sookie was almost fifteen, and the hair around her eyes, nose, and chin had turned white.
Sookie is gonna die and Shannon is gonna comfort him as he finally feels something isn’t he…
My father was a barrister, a fairly prolific one at that, and spent a huge portion of his time rotating between Cork and his HQ in Dublin. It all depended on the client he was defending and the seriousness of the case.
I thought barrister meant he owned bars until it explained it lmao
“Who’s who?” With a huge smile on her face, she picked up the newspaper and held it up to show me. “This,” Ma asked, full-on grinning now, as she tapped her nail on a huge-ass full-color picture of me with Shannon at the School Boy Shield game last week. “Local or national?” “National.”
:)
“She’s a friend,” Mam snickered, tone laced with sarcasm. “Sure she is—and I’m the Virgin Mary.” “Don’t talk about your virginity to me,” I groaned.
LMAO
Midnight fucking blue eyes and painfully accurate words.
not only was she in my thoughts 24/7, but I had a bleeding picture of her to torment myself with. And I would torment myself with that picture. I planned on it.
he ran a hand through his hair and then patted the mattress beside him. “Come on.” Bolting over to him, I collapsed on the bed and wrapped my arms around my brother’s neck, clinging to him like he was the only thing holding my world together. Sometimes I thought that might be true.
When Joey was finished setting up the makeshift bed on the floor, he dropped onto it. Folding his arms behind his head, he released a heavy sigh. “Turn off the light, will ya, Shan?” Complying, I leaned over the bed and flicked off his lamp before climbing into his empty bed.
Stop it that’s so cute
Either way, the child inside of me clung to the promise for all it was worth. And promises like that to girls like me were worth everything
Experience told me that boys were dogs. And fathers. Fathers were bastards and men couldn’t be trusted. Not all men, I begrudgingly admitted, but most were.
If she truly believed that I didn’t know what it felt like to live in a war zone, then she was delusional as well as a neglectful mother.
I didn’t care anymore. If I woke my father, then I woke him. If he kicked the shit out me, then I would heal.
I wanted a safe place to run to instead of from. I felt like I was slowly dying in that house. In my home. Where I was supposed to lay my head. Where I was supposed to feel safe.
Nodding, I turned to leave, feeling thoroughly deflated, only to have a warm hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back to his side. “Not you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, settling me in front of him. “Them.”
:))
My body I could do nothing about, but my head? I needed to get my head in the game. Problem was, I left it with Shannon Lynch.
She hugged him and kissed him, and I was fairly sure that if she wasn’t already pregnant, she would have been after spending the morning locked in their bedroom with him.
I hated her. Sometimes more than I hated him.
With wide eyes, I watched as Johnny unzipped the black coat he was wearing and draped it over my shoulders.
<3
“Well, I’m not like most girls,”
Barf
Moments later, he draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in to his side. “No one’s going to hurt you.” Relieved, I moved closer, too close for strangers to sit, but I didn’t care.
I felt him shift beside me and then his fingers were on my chin, tipping my face up to his.
:)
That word. God. That one word broke me. It was all too much. My life. Those girls. My father. And in the middle of it all, I could only see him. This boy.
