Adorkable

by Cookie O'Gorman

“Becks…” “Yeah, Sal?” “You are joking...right?”

NO THE MISCOMM STARTS TOO SOON AHHHH

“Sal’s my girl. Always has been.”

“Sal’s my girlfriend. You mess with her; you mess with me. Got that, Neely?”

This was insane. I was insane for coming up with the F.B.F. idea, and Becks was insane for agreeing.

Like I'm living for this

Man, he was good.

Love when the faking was simply always real hehehehehe

Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll go easy on you.” It was the “sweetheart” that did it.

Yeah, girl. Felt.

Sure, his eyes were smiling like they did sometimes. But he always looked at me like that.

“I broke her arm when we met. She was nice; I signed her cast.” Clayton took a time-out to say, “You could’ve done better than that. ‘Met’ and ‘cast’ don’t exactly rhyme, but I guess you were young.”

I love Clayton

Leaning in, I kissed his cheek. “Thank you,” I murmured. Becks looked at me then, surprised. “What’s that for?” “It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Catching myself, I lowered my voice so only he could hear. “Plus, our parents are watching, remember?”

GiRl nAUURR why'd you sAy that

Was Becks actually distracted by me talking to some other guy? Was he jealous? I knew the answer and mentally laughed at myself. Yeah, right. Like that would ever happen.

Hehehehe I am such a sucker for this.

If you only knew, I thought.

Sigh

“And we’ll still be friends,” Becks added. “Through everything, no matter where we are, no matter what happens, we’ll always be friends, right Sal?”

“Is it him? Did your guy finally wise up?”

WISE UPPP (':

“You know, I didn’t realize we had an audience.” Becks shrugged, his eyes watching me carefully. “Why else would I kiss you?” That hit home.

BECKS NOOOOOO

What I’d heard Ash say before, what he had said, wasn’t exactly, “If you want to do something about Becks, let me know.” That was the English translation. What he’d said was: “Wenn ich mich um Becks kümmern soll, sag Bescheid.”

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“Are you serious?” I looked up at his incredulous tone. “Spitz, he wants you. Trust me. What guy in his right mind wouldn’t?”

Wait bye I like Ash LMAAO

“Because you want to keep playing pretend when all I want to do is make it real.”

Another laugh/sob escaped. “I’m telling you now, Becks. Slytherins can be brave sometimes, you know.” “Sal, I…I love you, too.”

Wait bye I wish this was buiklt up more.

“This one’s for you, Sal.”

Before he made the first stoke, Ash spoke into the microphone. “And the idiot’s letting me do it just to prove how serious he is. Don’t fall for it, Spitz. Call me instead.”

Bye I love Ash

“At four thirty in the morning,” I deadpanned. “If it means hearing your voice, then yeah,” he said. “Four thirty sounds good to me.”

He was my Huckleberry, my Han Solo, my one, but most of all he was my Becks and I was his Sal. That was the truth.