Count Your Lucky Stars (Written in the Stars, #3)

by Alexandria Bellefleur

AO3,

Ao3 spotted in the wild

“Call it what you want.”

Omg taylor

Taylor Swift

MY GIRL MENTIONED

It took Olivia forever to make decisions,

Libra core aka me!

Not that she’d known it was casual at the time.

Chappell.

Maybe Margot hadn’t worked through her feelings about what happened in high school as much as she’d buried them, pushing them away via repression and self-recrimination.

Girl i get you

count my lucky stars,

Omg titlee

“I’m going to ask her to marry

YAYYYYYY

Margot drew their initials, re-creating the doodles she’d once drawn in the margins of the notes they used to pass in class.

I cannot take this cutenes

she rested a hand on either side of the sink by Margot’s hips, boxing her in—“I

I'd melt

It wasn’t like she was in love with her.

You keep telling yourself that margot x

There was no note, nothing written on it, but Olivia was far from disappointed. The note didn’t need to say anything. The very fact that Margot had played along, that she’d thought to tuck it inside Olivia’s pocket, said enough. Enough for now.

Cuties

the door. “I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

Oh the cringe i just felt.

Supposed to be casual.

Chappell says no

To be the person. Olivia’s person. Not Luke, not Brad, no one else. Her. She wanted it to be her by Olivia’s side. She could picture it perfectly.

Get your girl margot

Margot felt like she was going to be sick, her stomach queasy, a sour knot forming in her throat.

I get it!!!!!

Were you thinking about me fucking you while you were talking to our friends?”

Ohhhh shes jealous

At the back of the restaurant, occupying a long table, were her friends. And Luke.

I love how luke is separate

“With great power comes great responsibility?”

SPIDERMAN

“Um, the walls of the hotel are thinner than you might think.”

OH MY GOD

The burn at the back of her eyes worsened with every blink, the ache in her chest growing larger until she feared her next breath would escape her as a sob. Fuck.

Oh baby.

“Pizza, not fries! Pizza, not fries!”

Ski trip core

“Looks like you fell pretty hard there.” Olivia’s heart stuttered over one beat then sped, crashing against the wall of her chest as she met Margot’s eyes. Yeah. She had.

Omg. The double meaning.

“I’ve always wanted you. I have feelings for you, okay? I care about you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. No one gets me the way you get me.

YAYYYYYYY

was never casual for me, either.”

Just WAIT until you hear casual by chappell roan

One hundred and thirteen thousand words of angsty fanfic tagged slow burn, hurt/comfort, and hate sex, sure to eat up the hour and twenty minutes before she had to leave.

Me