to wish impossible things / kit

[GABRIELLE NOELLE BAKER]

when will i see you again

miami had been gabrielle's home for almost a year and she already dreaded it with a passion. however not every morning started with the dreadful routine of getting up, showering, doing nothing to her hair, putting on a drop of makeup, reading a book and then going for a walk. she did the same thing day in and day out. except when it was the semester. gabrielle was an avid learner, she loved learning new things. however she hated learning things about people she cared about. gabrielle had a different idea of what to do today. instead of reading, or not doing her hair, she took the time. she decided that it was time to go out.

go out and make someone want her. make her forget liam. she had to forget liam, it was all she ever thought about. the face he had when she told him she knew about the other girl. when she told him it was probably better they just stopped speaking. she didnt want to do that, but she had to get over him. she had to show him that he couldnt win. she did care about him, maybe even love him, but she was hurt, scared and just wanted to be alone and start over. then of course there was liam's best friend, kit. kit had tormented gabby from day one. and she resented him for it.

she never really knew what he hated her for, but she knew he hated her for something. as gabby got ready she looked at her clock, she was going to be late. finally putting on her jeans, and her floral tank top she slipped into her sandals and headed out the door, her blonde hair flowing behind her as she stepped down the steps of her apartment. she stepped into the brightly yellow jeep and started it. she had the top off, so the air could flow through. as she started it the car sputtered and finally jumped alive. and with that she was off. after about fifteen minutes she pulled up to the boardwalk, looking up at the giant ferriswheel.

she let out a long sigh and got out of the car, slinging her purse over her shoulder. she was bound to see someone she knew. it wasnt like her to go out by herself, but she had to find new people to talk to. walking through the carnival she stopped in front of the ferris wheel. gabby was terrified of heights. she looked up at it and gulped hard, terrified of what was going to happen if she got on it alone.

(NOT MY BEST, SORRY!)

you left with no goodbye, not a single word was said.

[KIT THEODORE WARD]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] you say i'm a kid, my ego is big i don't give a shit and it goes like this take me by the tongue and i'll know you kiss me til you're drunk and i'll show you all the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i don't need to try and control you look into my eyes and i'll own you with them moves like jagger i've got them moves like jagger - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i've got them moves like jagger The Carnival. Like all things brightly coloured, loud and full of movement, it attracted Kit like a moth to a flame. You could say he was a simple man, that he enjoyed simple pleasures. Or you could just say he was a bit of an idiot with a minor case of ADHD. It all depended on perspective. But whatever the exact reason, the carnival was in town and Kit had just had to attend. He’d found himself a nice, vacant little thing in a bar the other night who was playing hard to get, so he’d asked her if she wanted to come along with him, hoping for the opportunity for some carnival nookie. Because, hey, how often did that opportunity come around? He hadn’t gotten it, but no matter. They’d spent a good hour and a half earlier on secluded behind a fortune telling booth, sharing his hipflask of vodka. Kissing. Laughing. Running his hand up her skirt until giggling, she slapped at it and hissed, ‘Not here!’ But clearly the excitement of the evening and all the vodka had been a bit too much, and before long she was looking a bit queasy and wanting to sit still with her head between her knees. Luckily he’d not had to babysit her for too long before a gaggle of her vacuous little friends spotted them and came swanning over. They’d absorbed her into their midst and gone fluttering off. Girls were bizarre creatures, in Kit’s mind. Weird little packs of delicate brightly coloured things with nice legs and tits. He couldn’t really fathom them on a much deeper level than that. He didn’t really need one to have a good time, right? So he’d taken to wandering around the carnival ground on his own, swigging periodically from his hipflask, stopping every now and again to watch screaming kids on the tilt-a-whirl, the dizzying flash of neon lights whipping through the air until his eyes unfocused and he forgot how to concentrate. Now, he wasn’t drunk. That was an important fact. Kit was not drunk. It took much more than this to get him out of his mind. But he was pleasantly tipsy, and as time was wearing on, he’d developed a cocky kind of swagger when he walked. A sense of daring bravado that made him want to rush up to the next girl he saw and declare his undying love for her until she agreed to come with him behind the fortune teller’s booth and let him put his hand up her skirt. His first date hadn’t panned out exactly like it was supposed to, but there was still time to salvage things here. The carnival didn’t have to be a waste of time. It was just as he was coming to this conclusion that he spotted her. Not someone that he wanted to take behind the fortune teller’s booth – Lord no. She was just up ahead of him, standing and staring up at the ferris wheel. A girl without a pack of her own. A straggler. Poor thing. Kit circled around a little bit to see her from another angle, just to be sure… Yeah. It was Gabrielle. Liam’s… whatever. They weren’t a thing anymore, but they’d been annoying enough when they had been. And Liam was getting on his nerves a little since she’d dumped him, because he was so angsty and lovesick. It was a lose-lose situation for Kit: Liam and Gabby. They were either on and annoying, or off and annoying. He approached her from behind so she wouldn’t see him coming, then leant in as close as possible without alerting her to his presence so he could say: “Hey Blondie.” Eh, why the hell not? It wasn’t like he had anything better to do right now, until something pretty wandered by and caught his eye. He brushed one hand across the small of her back, snaking his arm around her waist and cupping her hip. “You looking for someone to ride with? I’ll hold your hand, make sure you don’t get scared…” Of course he didn’t mean it. She wasn’t his type, and she was Liam’s, and he wasn’t the kind of asshole that even looks twice at his best friend’s girl. But hey, one of the easiest ways to antagonise a good girl was to flirt with her. And she was annoyingly good. Sickeningly sugar sweet. It annoyed him. note – not my best either! oh well. let’s roll with it. x] ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY MAROON 5

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[GABRIELLE NOELLE BAKER]

when will i see you again

standing there silently, gabby looked up at the ferris wheel. just a few days ago she had been there with liam. talking about things, and agreed to give him another chance. opening her eyes she let out a long drawn out sigh. was she crazy? she knew that his best friend kit would have some stupid issue with them trying again. she didnt know why he hated her so much, but whatever. that was his problem not hers. she stood there, and her mind began to wander it wandered back to her parents. both had died, her mother being murdered and her father from an overdose. it hurt having no one, her sister also murdered the same night as her mohter. being all alone in this world meant that gabby had to be strong, but she couldnt help and feel vulnerable. she tried not to let people walk all over her, but it was harder then it looked.

as she stood there, thinking, she let her eyes slip shut and her mind went blank. pictures of her past replayed. pictures of her mother, sister, father, and even liam. when she finally opened her eyes she had to rub her temples. all the sounds were starting to give her a headache, maybe it was a bad idea to come here after all. meanwhile was standing here she was unaware that her best friend was about to make an appearance and scare the living daylights out of her. she was getting ready to turn, turn and run, not literally of course, but run away from this town for the night. get a hotel somewhere and stay there.

but her escape was canceled when she heard a familiar voice behind her, scaring the crap out of her. it was kit. perfect. she rolled her eyes and moved away from his grip. you have room too talk, blondie she nodded towards his hair. with kit it was either put up or get beat. so she fought back, but that only seemed to make him come at her harder. she crossed her arms and looked at the ferris wheel then back at him no thank you, id rather ride with someone who doesnt repulse me. she glared at him and looked him up and down no date? thats not like you mr i cant keep it in my pants

(oh my gosh im sorry, this is so horrible. D:)

you left with no goodbye, not a single word was said.

[KIT THEODORE WARD]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] you say i'm a kid, my ego is big i don't give a shit and it goes like this take me by the tongue and i'll know you kiss me til you're drunk and i'll show you all the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i don't need to try and control you look into my eyes and i'll own you with them moves like jagger i've got them moves like jagger - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i've got them moves like jagger “You have room to talk, blondie.” She retorted, nodding towards his hair. “Well, you know what they say: blonde’s have more fun. Now how about that? You having fun? I’m having the time of my fucking life.” He removed his hand from her hip – even for antagonistic purposes it felt wrong and gross – and unscrewed the cap on his hipflask. He took a swig, grimaced, then offered it to her. “You want some? Might put a smile on that miserable face.” “No thank you. I’d rather ride with someone who doesn’t repulse me.” She glared at him. He laughed. Not his usual laugh – that special hard, humourless laugh he reserved solely for use around people he did not like. And Gabrielle was near the top of the ‘do not like’ list. Why? It was something he couldn’t wholly explain. It was like how he’d felt about peas when he was younger. His mother was forever trying to get him to eat peas. Wouldn’t do it. Couldn’t do it. He wasn’t sure why, but the thought of those green lumps of evil in his mouth made him want to gag. Kind of like the thought of Gabby. There was just something about her that… that made his insides twist up in hateful knots. Gabby was peas. But unlike his troubled relationship with the vegetable, he could actually fight back against her. He could irritate her, annoy her, make her uncomfortable. “No date? That’s not like you Mr I can’t keep it in my pants.” “I did have a date, but she got a bit overexcited and had to sit down. I’m currently scouting for date number two. Let me know if you see a likely target.” Kit took another swig from his flask, then screwed the cap back on and tucked it into the inside pocket of his jacket. “What about you? Unusual to see you not hanging onto Liam’s arm. Don’t tell me you guys are on the rocks again – I don’t know if my heart could take it.” He deadpanned. note -- it's not horrible! don't worry about it. :]]] ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY MAROON 5

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[GABRIELLE NOELLE BAKER]

when will i see you again

something about him just genuinly pissed her off, and she wasnt sure why. maybe it was the fact that he hated her for no reason? or maybe it was the fact that he was arrogant and cocky and couldnt keep his damn mouth shut. he was the only friend of liam that she didnt like, and didnt trust. she knew that any chance he got, he would try and sabotage their..well whatever they had. gabby wasnt even sure if she would label it. to be honest, labels scared her. standing there staring at kit she waited for his response. she knew that he was going to have some smart sarcastic asshole remark about liam, and she waited for it. with every moment passing the fire inside of her was building up. and she restrained herself to not kick or punch him right in his man candy.

as he spoke about blondes having more fun she chuckled. oh im having LOADS of fun with you kit my darling. she rolled her eyes and looked at him some more pretty sure you have enough fun for all the blondes in the world. she was about to turn and leave when he offered her something. alcohol, of course. she shook her head its a bit early for that dont you think, i mean jesus its not even dark yet. she looked at the sky and then back to him alcoholic. she murmured under her breath, not really caring if he heard her or not. she was at the point where she didnt care anymore, and she knew that made him attack her even more. she waited for him to speak, for some reason she wasnt leaving, and for some reason neither way he.

this was normal for them, witty banter, and then they left. but usually liam was there to calm her or kit down, so she wasnt exactly sure how this was going to pan out, and part of her was a bit terrified of what kit would do or say, or what gabby would do or say. she let out a frustrated sigh when he mentioned liam and how she hangs on him. she chuckled and rolled her eyes again. me hang off his arm? no sweetie, thats your job. or is it something else you hang off of. she looked at him and raised her eyebrows i dont know why you hate me so much for hanging out with him. and if you must know, actually no we arent on the rocks. we are going to try it again. she felt a victory in saying that when it came to kit, as if she won.

she knew that kit was jealous. dont be sad that he wants to hang out with me more then you she pouted towards him i guess that shows which blonde does have more fun doesnt it? she stood up and put her hands on her hips so are we riding this thing or what? you offered, so youre paying. she pointed to the ticket booth .she was on a roll tonight, it was as if some other person took over her body and made her say those things. she knew she would feel bad later but right now, she needed to be strong, to show kit he didnt effect her what so ever.

you left with no goodbye, not a single word was said.

[KIT THEODORE WARD]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] you say i'm a kid, my ego is big i don't give a shit and it goes like this take me by the tongue and i'll know you kiss me til you're drunk and i'll show you all the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i've got the moves like jagger i don't need to try and control you look into my eyes and i'll own you with them moves like jagger i've got them moves like jagger - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i've got them moves like jagger “Oh I’m having loads of fun with you, Kit my darling. Pretty sure you have enough fun for all the blondes in the world.” She was rolling her eyes, but he found he liked that. Yeah. He did have all the fun in the world. He was fucking Disney land: the fun never goddamn stopped. “It’s a bit early for that, don’t you think? I mean Jesus, it’s not even dark yet. Alcoholic.” She said in regards to his flask. Kit decided to do the mature thing and pulled a face in her direction. “Don’t judge Preachy McGoodGirl. It’s a fucking carnival. You’re supposed to drink at a carnival. Try not being a dried up prude for like, five seconds, okay? You might like it.” That was what annoyed him. At least partly. It was her. Her. God… all of her. From the top of her neat little blonde head to the bottom of her fucking church shoes. He didn’t even know if she went to church, but in his head he always imagined her there. Holding hands and sitting in a circle singing cumba-fucking-yah. She was just too… good and pure and perfect, and from within five minutes of meeting him she’d been looking at him with her nose wrinkled in contempt, her eyes lofty and judgmental. She was too bloody good and it drove him nuts. “Me hang off his arm? No sweetie that’s your job. Or is it something else you hang off of…?” Kit let out a startled laugh, shaking his head. “What an implication. Funny. You realise what you’re implying about your boyfriend though? ‘Cos that’s a little weird. Just saying.” He shrugged. Reached back into his jacket for the flask. What was it about her that made him want to drink? It probably wasn’t a good idea, considering their whole conversations were based on banter and the more he drank, the less coherent he became, but what the hell? Better out of his head than standing here with her sober. “I don’t know why you hate me so much for hanging out with him. And if you must know, actually we aren’t on the rocks. We’re going to try it again.” She said, triumphantly. This was hardly news to Kit. Liam hadn’t told him yet, but as if he hadn’t figured it was coming? He wasn’t as dumb as he often appeared. He had enough of a sense of the people around him to predict what they might do, and Liam had spent so much time moping that it was inevitable he’d find some way to reel her back in. “Hey good for you. You kids have fun. Uh, what else? Oh yeah. Always use protection. Safe sex, can’t stress that enough. Especially with Liam. He gets around.” He left a deliberate pause, then raised his eyebrows and added. “Used to, anyway. You know, back when he was a good time. But that was before you, so I guess you probably don’t remember him being fun.” And… that was the other reason, he supposed. Reluctant to admit it, even to himself, but… Kit just hated her for stealing his best friend. How long had he and Liam known each other? Years and years and years. He was pretty much Kit’s only friend. Pretty much a brother. And then some pretty face comes along and the whole dynamic of their relationship changes. No more nights out, no more team, no more womanizing bachelor freedom. Liam had suddenly decided to just… grow up, and Kit hadn’t, and he wasn’t sure where that left them. In some strange no-man’s land where all their conversations revolved around either Gabby and relationships or reminiscing about when they’d had fun. That was the other reason he hated Gabby. She’d changed Liam, in ways that Kit didn’t like. “Don’t be sad that he wants to hang out with me more than you. I guess that shows which blonde does have more fun, doesn’t it?” She pouted at him. For the briefest of brief moments, he had the urge to smack that stupid pout off her face. He didn’t often – or ever, really – have the desire to hit women, so this surprised him. He didn’t like it, so he elected not to respond in case she wound him up more. Why was she getting under his skin today? Wasn’t he the one that was supposed to be getting under her skin? Ugh. He grudgingly admitted to himself that she was on fine form tonight. A worthy opponent. “So are we riding this thing or what? You offered so you’re paying.” She pointed towards the ticket booth. Kit regained his smug smile. “It’d be my pleasure to escort you, princess. Don’t tell Liam – he’ll think I’m trying to steal you away all for myself.” As if. He offered Gabby his arm, and when she was too slow to take it, grabbed her by the wrist and towed her towards the ticket booth. He would have gone for the hand but damn, he just couldn’t bring himself to do that. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY MAROON 5

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[GABRIELLE NOELLE BAKER]

when will i see you again

why was it that kit just couldnt be happy for her, happy for liam. happy for everyone. he was miserable all the time and she hated it. what made her resent him so much? besides the fact he hated her for no reason? well he made liam a different person. liam was respectful, caring and nice to her when kit wasnt around but when kit was around or they went out together, it was as if he was a total different person. yes, she didnt like being this way towards someone and yes she hated arguing and saying these things to kit, but she wasnt just going to sit there and let him speak to her the way he was. it was high time that she stood up for herself, so she did just that.

after realizing what she had implied she mentally slapped herself. how stupid was she? before even thinking she blurted out he's not my boyfriend kit she didnt even have control. or was he? she didnt even know what they were. dont get all down in the dumps babe, we arent even together and if he is like you say he is, he'll just screw me over again and that'll make you happy wont it? so why not just let things take their course she was contradicting herself now. it was odd when it came to kit. part of her wanted to insult him, hit him, and shake him. but there was another side to her, that wanted to hug him, be there for him, make him realize that he wasnt alone and he didnt have to be such an asshole to people all the time.

as they stood there she listened to every single word he had to say. she knew what he thought of her. she knew he thought she was a goody-two shoes, yeah maybe she was, but that was because thats how she turned out. for christ's sake, she watched her own mother and sister get murdered. did he not realize that she had no one left? did he not realize that with every word he said to down her made her want to go home and cry, end it all? yeah gabby was a wreck, she was depresesd ,scared, alone and all sorts of other synonyms, but she was not a push over. and she was not going to sit there and let him treat her as such. she laughed when he mentioned safe sex. good boy kit, im surprised you even know what that is she looked at him, she knew he got around. when he paused, the silence killed her.

he hit her right where it hurt. knowing that liam screwed her over was ammo. and that killed her even more. she felt herself getting upset, but she wasnt going to let it happen. not here, not now. she was too far into this to make it go to waste. fun? he's perfectly fun now actually she paused your implication of fun is drinking and fucking anything that walks saying that word made her mouth tingle. she usually never cursed unless she was really angry, and something about kit pissed her off. when the silence grew she could see him coming undone, she was getting to him and that somewhat...bothered her. she didnt like being this way with him. she wanted to be kit's friend because she knew that deep down he was a really good guy but he just wouldnt let her past that asshole exterior.

when he agreed to go on the ride she swallowed hard, part of her had hoped he say some excuse or say he had to go fondle some girl. but before she knew it he was practically dragging her along to the ticket booth. ringing her arm free she rubbed it with her other hand i am capable of walking thanks she looked at him and rolled her eyes once more dont flatter yourself. was all she spoke out while standing next to him in the ticket line. what the hell had she gotten herself into?

you left with no goodbye, not a single word was said.