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Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

-smiles, moving over and taking his hand, moving himself close and kissing him.- Told you that you’d like it. 

-Laughs and wraps his arms around his neck, pulling him close and hugging him tightly as he buried his face into his neck- You’re amazing.

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

They said they’d be by tomorrow to see you, and hopefully your signature on that document because they said you’re breathtakingly talented. 

-Bites his bottom lip and tips his head down, hiding himself under the hood and he chuckled, a watery sound as he leaned back against the counter and brought a hand up to his face- Y-you’re just - … O-oh my God …

-Glances up and smiles, holding out a hand and motioning for him to come here-

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

-slides a folder over towards Elliot, saying nothing until he picked it up and started reading it.- One of the people I was taking pictures of today was talking business. They apparently lost one of their artists and needed one that was attractive, had a great range, and knew how to make their own music when needed. And I just so happened to always have an iPod with nothing but your music, and they fell in love with your style, and I happen to have an iPhone full of dorky photos of you, and they happened to think you were attractive, and they gave me a folder to give to you containing a contract and a lease for, as well as a certificate of validation and all the other serious stuff that falls under holding shit like that.

You - … -Remains in the spot, trying to think of words because he just can’t :|-

… I - I …

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

blaineanderson-everett:

Wha..they can’t do that! Oh my gosh Elliot if you need anything I’m here okay?

I know they can’t, but they did, and it’s done and over with now. What I need is a job, and quite frankly this entire place is full of unemployment and I’m shit out of luck.

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

Kitchen. You’ll like it. 

-Sighs and shoves on a hoodie, pulling the hood over his head and pushes on a pair of glasses before heading towards the kitchen- What is it?

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

blaineanderson-everett:

Oh Elliot..I’m so sorry. What happened?

The entire thing was a fucking scam, Blaine, they lied, took my money, made me believe I was in a record deal, and then threw me under the bus. Is that enough for you?

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

Babe, trust me, you’ll want to see this. Please? It’s not sex or anything stupid like that.

I don’t care what it is I just - I don’t - … Fine. Where are you?

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

blaineanderson-everett:

About what happened. You never told me…

I lost my job, okay? I’m unemployed.

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Jesus Christ,

derek-smythe:

I have a surprise for you.

I love you and all, Derek, I really do, but I’m not in the mood for surprises right now.

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE

blaineanderson-everett:

Can we talk?

About what?

1 year ago on November 6th, 2012 |J |VIA -SOURCE