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[peyton esme sinclair]

god knows even angels fall*

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- - - - - - - ever since peyton had moved to miami three years ago she'been living with her father. she loved her father to death, though it also meant that she basically lived on her own. her father was always away on business trips which would often take him out of town for days at a time, weeks even. peyton never really minded though, she liked being by herself sometimes, though there were obviously downsides to it. she had to take care of groceries, cleaning and cooking by herself, the last one being the main problem of her existence. she was a terrible cook, sure she could make eggs, pancakes even and anything that has a proper description on the back. but most of the time she would end up eating take out for days, or simple sandwiches, or she wouldn't eat at all, considering she never really felt hungry, she just ate cause she has to eat to stay alive. however her diet of no food doesn't really help her body, she had always been skinny and she was trying to gain some meat on her bones, but it just does not work. she can pretty much eat anything without gaining wait.

- - - - - - - even after moving here three years ago she still hadn't told anybody about the true reason behind it. she couldn't just tell people that her mother's new guy went and abused her, it's not exactly something you toss into a random conversation and frankly enough peyton didn't even want to talk about it. she definitely liked miami better than seattle though, miami was sunnier, warmer, it had amazing beaches and it's where her best friend dakota lived. the two met god knows how many years ago, while peyton was visiting her dad in miami, for a few weeks during the summer and they instantly hit it off. sure when they were younger there was a lot of teasing, guess that never really wore off to be honest. but peyton spent pretty much 24/7 around him, the second she moved in with her dad. he even helped her carry boxes upto her room and decorate it. though the best thing about their friendship had to be that peyton felt utterly and completely comfortable when she was around him, she could be walking around in old sweats and sloppy hair, but it wouldn't matter. lately however peyton wasn't really sure about the friendship between the two. not that she was doubting whether or not she wanted to remain friends, but she was wondering if the love she felt for dakota was more than just friendly feelings. she had every reason to love him, he was always there for her, taking care of her whenever needed, she could trust him with pretty much anything and of course he was kinda gorgeous, though peyton didn't allow herself to think of him as anything more than a friend, cause she didn't want to set herself up for disappointment.

- - - - - - - this week peyton's father was once again away on the usual business trip, so peyton was stoked when dakota had decided to come over and spend the night and make her food. the second the two had agreed that he'd be staying the night, peyton had been running around the house non stop, first she was going to take a quick a shower, before dressing in a pair of jeans and a simple grey t-shirt with a graphic print. next she was in her bedroom, making sure her floor was clean and her bed was neat, not that it even mattered since the bed would end up downstairs anyways and it's not like he hadn't seen the mess in her room before. it was a good thing that peyton had already cleaned around downstairs the day before, it made her job a lot easier. making her way into the kitchen she grabbed a few bowls out of the cupboard, filling them with various snacks, since every movie and every sleepover needed some good snacks to set the mood. when she figured out she had everything settled for his arrival, she allowed herself to plop down on the couch, staring blankly at the blank flatscreen tv in front of her. peyton's thoughts were going crazy, contemplating various options on what may happen tonight, she had always felt guilty about never telling him what had happened to her back in seattle, maybe now would be the right time, though she didn't want to ruin the fun either. she cursed dakota for putting thoughts in her head of the morning and him and showers, and his amazing body. giving herself a mental kick, she quickly snapped out of it, shaking her head and closing her eyes, before the sound of the doorbell broke any line of thoughts, as she made her way over to the front door, her hair still slightly damp from the shower and almost tripping on her shoe lace in the process. opening up the door, she smiled at her awaited 'guest', before moving out of the way so he could get in, giving him a quick 'hey' while doing so.

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status, done
tagged, coop/dakota!
word count, 865 without codes
lyrics, i actually don't know, heard it on a youtube vid xD
notes, i suck at first posts.

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[dakota embry torres]

and it's you and me and all other people,

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WITH NOTHING TO DO, NOTHING TO LOSE .
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dakota loved miami. sure, it hardly ever rained, something he really didn't like very much, but it was nice here. he loved the heat, and looking out of his window and seeing the waves crashing on the beach and seeing the birds flying over the water. he loved how he could smell the salt water from a mile away and how the sand was warm under his feet. he loved it all. how could he not love it? miami had everything. it had water, amazing beaches, people walking around in bathing suits... it was just flat out amazing here and he loved it. the thought of leaving soon killed him. but he would have to leave for college some time and he couldn't stay here for forever. he just couldn't see how his dad would live without him. he was a horrible cook, not to mention he was all he had left, aside from his sister, but she hardly ever visited except to see him, which always hurt his dad's feeling, even though he never let it show. he know has dad felt like he had failed in being a father. but it wasn't his fault, it was his mom's.

dakota never really liked to think about the past, but he couldn't help but think about it. it always creeped up on him at the most awkward moments. his mom, the whore. if she had just kept her freaking legs closed and had just asked for a divorce, his father wouldn't be so depressed all the time. he stilled remembered it like it was yesterday. he had actually walked in on her and the guy. he remembered her screaming at him and throwing a lamp, after that, all he remembers is waking up in a hospital with his dad right there holding onto his hand. his mom had thrown a lamp at him and it had hit him on his right temple. he had been in a coma for a week, and by then, his family had fallen a apart. his father had thrown her out and his sister had left with her. of course, he stayed with his father. his father was his hero and everything he wanted to be. and then his mother started to work her way back into his life, or tried to anyway. she sent him toys and god knows what else, but he wouldn't have any of it. he had his dad give them to children that needed it and burned the cards she sent him. he refused to answer he phone calls and hardly talked to his sister, which killed him. his sister was one of his best friends and he had never gone one day without talking to her. and then he finally had some relief from his depression when peyton finally moved to miami. she was his best friend and his crush since third grade. her father and his father were good friends and on breaks from school, she would come down with her father and visit him. he still remembered throwing a party for her when she had moved to miami. he loved the way her eyes light up when she was happy and how she smiled and blushed at everything. she was absolutely beautiful and she always left him speechless. he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything, but he couldn't tell her how he felt. it wasn't like he could walk up to her, grab her by her waist and kiss her until she passed out or tell her he loved her. she was something special and deserved someone as special as her. and he wasn't.

jacob grabbed a duffel bag out of his closet and started to stuff clothes in it. he was spending the night at peyton's house. if it weren't for her dad not being there and his dad thinking he was the golden child, he would have been stuck at home, still talking to her over the computer and still dying of boredom. he zipped his bag loudly and threw it over his should. he practically ran down the stairs as he checked his watch. he didn't want to keep her waiting. he grabbed one of the shopping bags they used out from under the kitchen sink and stuffed it with things to make spaghetti with. knowing her, she didn't have any food in her house what so ever. he made sure he had his keys and cell phone before heading out the door and towards his car.

twenty five minutes later dakota stopped outside peyton's house. it was convenient that she didn't live far from him, something he loved. he slid out of his car and slammed the car door loudly so she would know that he was here. he fumbled with the key for a second before the door swung open. he sighed as he dropped his bag on a chair before heading to the kitchen. "peyton, i'm here baby cakes." he called loudly, laughing a little. he set the things out on the kitchen table and raided the cabinets for pans and plates.

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[peyton esme sinclair]

i could use somebody*

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- - - - - - - if peyton's father would have been home, there would be no way he'd allow dakota to sleep over. peyton's father was rather protective over his 'little girl' and there weren't a lot of guys she could hang out with, without him getting suspicious or interrogating them. then again peyton's room had a window which ever so conveniently, was placed next to a tree, so basically peyton could sneak in and out of the house easily.. and of course it offered the perfect opportunity for guys to crawl through her bedroom window, thus far though no one really used it. peyton's list of relationships was very short, in fact she'd never had a decent boyfriend and to be honest she was never really looking for one either. peyton has some serious trust issues and who could really blame her? she got beaten up by her mother's latest boyfriend, and even her own mother didn't believe her, there's nothing worse in the world than needing someone the most, and having that same person abandon you completely. when she first moved to miami it was like peyton had become the newest toy, she felt like everyone was staring at her, like she was some sort of freakshow, hell, she even got a few stares from guys. she never gave any of those guys the time of day though, she'd pretty much spend all day by dakota's side. as if he'd be able to protect her if something bad were to happen, and of course at first she needed him for directions as well. if it weren't for him she would have been lost around miami in no time.

- - - - - - - the very first day after her arrival in miami, dakota had showed her around the town, making sure she knew where to go and which places to avoid. she had gotten a personal tour through the school and he had even thrown her a welcoming party.. which had really surprised her. she remember seeing the banners on the wall, a few balloons, and dozens of faces of people she'd never met before, she had probably never felt so embarrassed her entire life, so she spent her first hour clinging onto dakota's arm, while letting him introduce her to the people in the crowd. it turned out to be really fun though, hell, she had even danced to a few songs, without tripping over her own feet. dakota always knew how to make peyton smile, even without trying, peyton simply found it impossible to be sad around him, or to get mad at him. he had managed to make her feel happier in one month, than she been over the course of sixteen years. it made peyton feel guilty though, she didn't feel that she deserved to even be hanging around someone like him and she was pretty sure there was nothing she could do, to show him just how thankful she was, for all the times he'd been there for her.

- - - - - - - the sound of dakota's car making it's way up her driveway, was enough to make a grin appear on her face, as she opened the door and followed him into the kitchen, her eyes scanning the bag of food with curiosity and hunger. "you do realize you can't just come barging into my kitchen, without giving me a hug, right?" she asked, leaning her body against the doorframe, crossing her arms over her chest, trying to pull off a stern face, but failing miserably. "what's my chef going to cook for me today?" she questioned, as her eyes once again made their way over to the bags. it was a good thing dakota knew how to cook, peyton was world's worst chef, so whenever her dad was away on one of his infamous business trips, she'd either skip dinner, or she'd find herself some junk food or takeout. she knew it wasn't exactly a healthy lifestyle, but she couldn't help it, she never got any cooking lessons from her mother either... the girl was doomed for disaster. watching him open up cabinets in search of a pan, she made her way over to the right cabinet, standing on her tippy toes, reaching out her arms, before pulling a pan out and handing it to him, while plopping herself down on the counter, leaning her head against the fridge next to her. "did i mention that i love a man that makes me dinner? and i kinda missed you." she stated, knowing very well she had said both those things in their little im chat earlier, but she liked to remind him of it. besides it seemed to become a regular thing for them, to tease each other with flirty comments, whether it'd be online or in person. though in peyton's mind the little remarks were more than just remarks though, she liked them, especially when he was the one giving her the remarks. it almost made peyton feel bad when she thought about him that way, after all, they were just friends, right? and friends are not supposed to be attracted to each other, but peyton just couldn't help herself.

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status, done
tagged, coop/dakota!
word count, too lazy to check, enough though i promise (:
lyrics, use somebody - KINGS OF LEON!!
notes, i suck at first posts.

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