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“Is it really that kind of an intervention?” Katie asked, hurrying over to the stereo. “You’re bringing out the big guns?” “I think I need a new haircut,” I mumbled, pulling on my long braid. “I need a change.” “Oh my god, it is,”
Lol real friends
“You’re honestly trying to tell me that those two aren’t in love?” “I never said they weren’t in love.” Chuckling, she added, “Only that they’re not together.”
Aww my Gibs and Claire Bear
Johnny Kavanagh?”
My baby
“Are you serious?” I took a step back, feeling like she had just knifed me in the gut. “You think I’m not hurting?” “I don’t know how you feel anymore.” “In love,” I bit out. “With you.”
While the rest of his friends had long since abandoned their girlfriends and dates, Gibsie hadn’t taken more than three steps away from Claire all night.
Narrowing my eyes, I glared at her until she scrambled off the counter and away from my man, retreating from the kitchen with her tail between her legs. Our eyes met, green on green, and he winked at me from across the room. And just like that, I was ruined.
Exactly
“You can’t tell me what to do, Joe,” I growled, feeling a combination of drunk and dizzy. “You don’t own me.” “Well, that’s bad fucking luck on my account, because you sure as shit own me!” Drunk or not, his words hit me like a wrecking ball to the chest. Feeling the air whoosh from my lungs, I glared up at him, feeling a torrent of emotions crashing through me. “Why would you say that to me?” “Because it’s the truth.” “Since when?” “Since I was twelve.”
Crying
Because every part of me loved every part of her. The good, the bad, and the ugly.
Taking my hand in hers, she led me onto the dance floor, and like the habit of a lifetime, I followed after her, knowing that this girl was by far my greatest addiction.
Just wow.
With a dull ache in my chest, I forced myself to comply. To give this girl whatever she wanted. “I love you.”
“Stop trying to protect me and start making me happy,” she countered, eyes locked on mine. “Because it’s time to pick your poison, Joey Lynch.”
“Then let me be very clear about it,” he replied, reaching up to cup the side of my face. “It’s you, Molloy.” He tipped my chin up, forcing me to look at him. “It’s you.” “Don’t say it if you don’t mean it.” “It’s you,” he repeated gruffly, fingers tightening on my waist. “I pick you. Every single time.”
“I’ll love you the right way this time,” he whispered, and his breath fanned my cheek. “If you’ll show me how.”
Alexa, play "Good Looking" by Suki Waterhouse
“What I did at Christmas? How far I went? It scared the shit out of me, and all I could think about was if I didn’t get you away from me, I would end up destroying my world, because that’s what you are to me, Aoife. You’re my whole goddamn world wrapped up in one girl. So, yeah, maybe I’ve gone about it entirely the wrong way, but all I’ve ever tried to do is protect you.”
Folded
“I’m not your mother or your sister. I’m not another girl who needs something from you. I’m the girl who wholeheartedly wants you. I’m the girl who wholeheartedly loves you. The hurler. The mechanic. The boy. The protector. The asshole. The lover. The addict.” Sniffling, I added, “All of your versions. All of your shapes and colors. I accept them all. So, I don’t care how fucked up in the head you get, or how bad of an idea you decide you are for me. If you can’t be with me, warts and all, then walk away now, because I won’t go through this again with you.”
<3
“Uh-huh. Come on, Tony Soprano.” Wrapping my arm around his waist, I slid my hand into his back pocket and leaned in to his warm side. “This time, you can look after me.”
I couldn’t understand it, much less explain it, but when I was with her, I felt like I was drowning and breathing at once. I felt like I was riding this thrilling wave, and it didn’t matter if I fell or not because I could only land on softness.
“I am so down for you, Joey Lynch.”
<3
“Ride or die, Joe.”
“Ride or die, Molloy.”
Only then did I turn around and jog back up the stairs, calling out, “Tadhg, Ols? Let’s go, lads. It’s time for school,” as I shifted into daddy mode and got the rest of my brood sorted.
Forshadow lol
“I love you back.” “I’m going to get this right, Molloy.” “I know you are, Joe.” “You’re really sticking around, aren’t ya?” “Afraid so.” I smiled in the darkness. “For the ring. The white dress. The white picket fence. The whole nine yards.” “Jesus.” He chuckled. “Don’t push it.” “I always push it, Joe.” “Understatement of the century, Molloy.” “When we get engaged—” “We’re not getting engaged.” “I want a ring the size of my fist.” He snorted. “Good luck with that.” “And when we get married—” “We’re not getting married.” “I want a big house in the country, with a huge four-poster bed and one
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It's giving The Notebook :')
“Joe, I feel sick,”
Cause that's yo baby zaddyyyy
“The boy is mine,”
Ariana what are you doing here???
Beaming back at me, she waggled her brows and purred, “Ho, ho, ho, Joe.”
I'm dead
“Hey, stud.” His fingers flexed on my waist. “Hey, queen.”
I love them
“Want to know something else?” “Hmm?” “You’re a diamond, Joey Lynch.” Cupping his face between my hands, I leaned in and kissed him tenderly. “You’re one in a million.”
<3
“Want to know something else?” “Hmm?” “You’re a diamond, Joey Lynch.” Cupping his face between my hands, I leaned in and kissed him tenderly. “You’re one in a million.”
<3
“You’ll always have me, Joe.” “I’m going to hold you to that,”
<3
“Hey, this is Johnny,”
My husbandddddd
“You’re heading for the U20’s tour with the Irish squad in May, aren’t ya?” “Probably.” “Ask him for a few tickets,” Tony mouthed, nudging my arm. “I can’t do that,” I mouthed back, glaring at him. “Do it.” “No.” “Ask him.” “No.” “Do it for your boss.” “No.” “Fine. Do it for your future father-in-law.”
Period
“I will kill you,”
Don't worry babe he will do that himself
The clever bastard beneath me let his hands fall to his sides, feigning innocence as he groaned in pain. “He’s killing me, Marie.” “Get off your father,” Mam repeated, tone hardening as she staggered into the kitchen.
I am SICK of her
A day when your boyfriend’s life isn’t unraveling around him.
His life is always unraveling before him…just freaking tell himmmmm broooooooookk
“You just look sort of shiny.” I swallowed. “Shiny?” “Yeah.” He nodded. “Kind of like you’re glowing.” That would be your baby.
Precisely
“Future,” she whispered shakily, and then her lips were on mine. “You said ‘future,’ Joe.” “No,” I mumbled against her lips. “I said our future.” She pulled back to look at me. “You want one of those?” I watched her carefully. “Don’t you?” “With me?” “Who else, Molloy?”
<3
was really sick for a couple of days, and I’m sorry, Mam. I am so sorry! Please don’t hate me.”
Poor baby
“Aoife, this is Joey’s burden just as much as it is yours. I know you’re frightened, but the boy has a right to know.”
LITERALLY :')
“So, what’s the story with you and your buddy’s sister?” “Who?” he asked. “Claire?” I nodded. “She’s my intended,” he came right out and said, without a hint of embarrassment. “The fuck?” “It’s true,” he urged, eyes wide and full of sincerity. “We’re betrothed.”
Period
“Now.” Kav folded his arms across his chest and glowered at me. “Who the fuck is putting their hands on your sister?”
Ayyyyyyy there go my baby daddy
A few moments later, the curtain was pulled back, and I was greeted by the sight of my mother’s tearstained face as she staggered off the bed and collapsed in my arms. “Joey!” “Shh, it’s okay,” I coaxed, catching her before she could hit the floor. “I’m here.”
Poor Marie
His hot mouth was on my neck then, but it didn’t feel right. His sharp, wet tongue trailing down the side of my neck felt all wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, my body assured me. It was at that moment that I took sight of the reflection in the window over the sink and my blood ran cold.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
“I need to not be near you right now, okay?” “Aoife.” “Because every time I look at you, all I can see is—” “Him,” he deadpanned, immediately releasing his hold on me. “Got it.” Nodding stiffly, he backed up to the gate, looking more crushed and broken than I’d ever seen him. “I hear ya, Molloy.”
I hate Aoife bro (love her but…damn) -- the worst thing you could say to him…
Mam feared me. Shannon felt betrayed by me. Molloy couldn’t stand the sight of me. The only three women I had ever loved in my whole life, and I was letting them down left, right, and center. I couldn’t seem to do the right thing by anyone.
Chloe when I catch youuuuu
“Because I was there tonight for you. Looking after your brothers for you. And because every horrible situation that I’ve found myself in this past year and a half has been for you. I keep getting hurt because I love you!”
Poor baby…broooooo i hate thisssss :'(
Just turn around and walk away. Just fucking leave. And go where? Home? Molloy’s? You have nowhere else to go. You have nothing, asshole. You are nothing. With my head bowed in resignation, I walked inside.
Joeyyyyyyy :'(
“If you want money, you can make that for yourself,” Mam replied. “You don’t need a man to do that for you.”
Period
“I want you to love yourself enough to stop destroying yourself.” “How do you ever expect that to happen when the very person who gave birth to me can’t love me?”
I hate thisssssss :'(
“Think about your future.” “I don’t have one of those anymore.” “Yes, you do.” “No.” I shook my head and yanked the door open. “He took her away from me.”
JAIL
“Because I made a mistake, Aoife,” she replied in a shaky tone. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes when it comes to my son, but this is one that I hope I can make right.” She looked me in the eyes then, imploring me to hear her when she said, “Don’t give up on him, Aoife. Please don’t give up on my boy.”
:'(
