but you're standing still_ANGUS

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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It was still pretty early but Isabella had already been up for a few hours. She had already been out on her morning run, got back to the bus and showered by now and was already re applying her make up after styling her hair perfectly. This was how most mornings went for Bella. The times that she couldn't run were the worst because they were the times when she would eat absolutely nothing. She had been good today though, meaning she hadn't ran until she could barely walk back to the bus. There had been one reason alone for that. Today she had a feeling she would be seeing Angus. Well she planned on it, not that they had made plans. She wasn't stalking him or anything. Well maybe just a little but she couldn't help it. They had hung out a lot since they had meet a few weeks ago but it never seemed enough. Over the time they had spent together she had slowly got more confident around him but that didn't stop her blushing most of the time and she had developed the annoying habit if giggling way to much at anything he said.

This little stalking exercise did have a reason though. Since reading on his blog about him being pretty much in love with a girl it seemed like they hadn't had much time to just hang out. Maybe he was spending time with this mystery girl who really did sound quite amazing or maybe he was just trying to avoid telling her who it was. Bella needed to know. She was extremely jealous already and she needed someone to aim that at even if she did put on an act of 'i'm so happy for you.' That was why she had decided to take things into her own hands and just happen to be where Angus was likely to go this morning. Yeah, not stalkerish at all. Putting the finishing touches on her make up she turned to look at herself in the full length mirror. Anyone else would have seen a damn near perfectly shaped girl but not Bella. Her black shirt was a little tighter than what she normally wore and the neckline was just a little lower. Low enough to give a hint of cleavage but not low enough for her to look like a hoe. Sighing she knew she was not going to be happy with anything she put on today so decided that this would do. On the way to the door she put on one of her loose fitting hoodies, zipping it halfway up to cover her stomach and instantly felt a lot happier in herself.

The walk to the coffee shop wasn't too far from the tour site. Some people would have drove to it but Bella honestly preferred to walk even if she did have her car it was mainly for long journeys and picking people up when they really couldn't walk. Her small hands slipped casually into the front pockets of her jeans as she walked and every so often she would look around. It looked like just an other girl taking in the sights of the city but really she was looking for him. It was possible that they could bump into each other on her way there. She hadn't gone so stalkerish as to work out exactly where he would be at what time. No she was working off of what was pretty much a hunch. A few times when they were talking there were vague mentions of morning trips to coffee shops so it seemed like as good a place as any to accidentally bump into him. There was no way of knowing if this would work out. So many things could happen, Angus could decide he didn't feel like coffee this morning, Bella could be in a totally different shop, she could get bored and leave moments before he arrived. Ever possibility had been thought through but she tried to ignore it.

When she reached the coffee shop first thing she did was take a look around. No Angus. That didn't have to mean there wouldn't be an Angus soon though she thought with a slight smile creeping onto her lips as she joined the line. It wasn't long before it was her turn to order and as always she smiled politely and asked for a green tea. Coffee had never really been her thing and green tea was really quite good for you. Waiting for her tea so took an other look around, she needed a table where it was easy for her to be spotted but didn't want one where everyone would be staring at her. There was one by the wall, under a pretty picture of a girl with a kitten that she thought would be just right. An other friendly smile passed her lips as she thanked the boy behind the counter, payed for her drink before picking it up and heading for her chosen table. Settling herself down and taking a small sip of her tea she could feel her heart beginning to beat faster and faster in her chest. There really was no reason to get so excited over this. It wasn't like this was the only time she would ever see Angus ever again but even the possibility of seeing him had this effect on her.

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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When Angus had rolled out of bed that morning he could tell it was going to be a good day. The sun was shining brightly through on of the tour bus windows, and everyone was already out and doing their own thing. He didn't have headache, he wasn't shaking, and he had slept the whole night through. For the first time in a while he actually felt somewhat well-rested. It was probably because he hadn't gone partying the previous night. Instead of going out and drinking, dancing and then hooking up with someone random, Angus had stayed on the tour bus, played some guitar and actually read a little bit. There had been more nights like that since he had met and started hanging out with Isabella. Because he did have a little bit of a crush on her...Okay well he had a huge crush on her. But either way, the last thing he needed was her thinking that he was just another douchebag on the tour that was only trying to get into her pants. Which well...he was, but that wasn't the only thing he was interested in.

Angus had always had an extremely routine morning. The afternoons and evenings were his free time to do whatever he pleased, but morning was the one time of day where he had a set rountine that he followed everyday. And if he didn't follow the routine something just felt off about the whole day. He would get up, take a shower, get dressed, and he would go to the nearest coffee shop. That had been what had happened every day back in Boston. And it continued even when he was on tour and in totally different cities. The first thing he would do upon arrival would be to find the nearest coffee shop and that would have to be his signature place. He would go even if the coffee wasn't all that great, that is how important that routine was to him. When Angus stepped off the bus, he almost felt rejuvinated. Angus had always loved the morning time. But as he started to join the party scene and spend more and more time out at night he started to miss out on his favorite time of day. It took him about ten or fifteen minutes before he finally arrived in front of his new favorite coffee shop in the Seattle area. The people inside already knew him from his daily visits. The little bell above the door dinged, signaling that he had already arrived when he pushed it open. His signature coffee was already sitting on the counter. It was just coffee with two creams and one sweet-n-lo because that was just hot he rolled. "Thank you." He yelled down to the boy who currently stood at the register. The other boy just smiled and nodded his head a bit. Angus picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was still nice and warm, but it wasn't burning. It couldn't have gotten any better. Well clearly it could have.

When Angus looked around the room to try and find a place to sit, his eyes caught on a single figure. Shiny black hair and the face of an angel, Angus actually felt his heart shift a bit in that way that had become quite familiar to him over the past few weeks. "Bella!" The name escaped Angus' lips before he could stop it. He would never admit to her that he had been kind of avoiding her since he promised to tell her the subject of that blog. He could barely admit that to himself. It wasn't that he didn't want to be around her or anything. That was the worst part of the whole situation. He really did, he REALLY REALLY did. But he knew that if he was she would ask and he would be forced to say that she was the subject of the blog. She would freak out and call him a creeper, and he would be left heartbroken. Then he'd probably slip back into his 'Party-boy' persona, and that would suck considering he had been making a lot of progress over the past few months, especially after meeting Isabella. To say that he had overthought the whole situation would have been an understatement. He was convinced that he knew exactly what was going to happen, and it wasn't going to be pretty.

A few people turned to stare at him when he yelled out her name across the low volume coffee shop, but he ignored them. Angus grabbed his coffee off of the counter and began to make his way towards the table. Although he was knew what was going to happen wasn't pretty there was still and incredibly large smile across his features. He couldn't help it. Something happened when he was around Isabella that made Angus just forget about everything negative in his life at that moment. He forgot jail, he forgot about the fact that he was trying to shake a four year drug addiction and that the withdrawal symptoms often got so bad that he couldn't sleep or function correctly at all. All that was present was her and that twisted knotted feeling he got in his stomach. As Angus pushed he way towards the table where Isabella sat he was cautious of his footing. Angus had developed this new habit of tripping because his attention was so focused on Isabella. It was embarassing and he tried to pay a little more attention to his feet. It still happened, just not quite as much as before. When Angus finally stood at the table where Bella sat, his smile got a little wider. "Is this seat taken?"

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: nine-hundred and seventy-seven!
notes: mmm maybe he's finally going to admit it =D.[/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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Each time that little bell went off Bella's eyes would quickly look up to look to see who had entered. Her heart skipped a beat in that split second between hearing the noise and her eyes focusing on someone who was inevitably not Angus. A few moments passed allowing her heart to return to an almost normal rhythm and rate. Just as that happened the bell sounded and that beat was missed. This time her eyes found the person they had been waiting to see for what seemed like forever. Part of her wanted to get up right then and run into his arms but that couldn't happen for a few reasons. Firstly she would either fall on her way to him or actually run into him a little too hard and they would both end up on the floor. Secondly that would be a little too close to actually telling him how she felt and he obviously liked someone else who was so much more amazing than Bella could ever think of being and well she didn't really like the thought of rejection.

Instead she simply tried to take her eyes off of him. It was a simple enough act in theory but in practice it was always so hard. Whenever he was around Angus seemed to be the only thing she could focus on. When he wasn't looking she could stare at his face for hours but as soon as he looked and her and their eyes met she had to look away or she would start blushing and stuttering and just generally looking like an idiot just like she had that first time they quite literally bumped into each other backstage. Somehow she managed to distract herself long enough to take an other mouthful of tea. Now would have been a good to think of a plan to get him to notice that she was here but the problem was her mind was not working as calmly and logically as it usually was. Damn him for having such a major effect on her.

As it turned out she didn't have to think of anything because he quite obviously noticed her. A girlish giggle forced itself from between her lips as she looked up at him and smiled. Her glance dropped back to the cup in front of her for just a moment before letting her gaze meet his again with that cute little giggle still on her lips. She probably should have said something but she honestly couldn't think of anything that she could say but again it seemed like she didn't have to say anything because he was already making his way over to her. When he was closer she pushed a strand of dark brown hair out of her eyes and greeted him in a voice that was barely louder than a whisper and still peppered with that giggle "Hi.

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That little trip was barely noticeable but Bella had noticed he tended to do it alot. She never really mentioned it as such but it always brought a warm little smile to her face. Why did he have to be so damn adorable? He was close enough now that she had to tilt her head back to look at him which she did with a smile still on her lips. He asked if the seat next to her was taken and she was silent for a moment. "Yeah, by this guy i know. His names Angus, you might know him?[/color]" She said with a playful laugh and a smile. He had this terrible habit of making her smile so much that her cheeks started to hurt and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't stop. "I feel like i haven't seen you in forever."[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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Damn that giggle. Damn that giggle. Damn that giggle. That was all that was running through Angus' mind as he stood in front of Isabella with that stupid, silly grin still plastered across his face. Angus could have sworn that half-of the reason why he went totally stupid around Bella would have to have been that damn giggle. It was so cute and Angus absolutely adored it. But at the same time, Angus couldn't stand it. It was the kind of laugh that you could hear in the person's voice when they spoke, and really it was like music to Angus' ears. But it was music that stunned and confused him. It just completely threw him for a loop. Because due to the fact that Isabella and him had been spending more and more time together recently, he could tell that she didn't hate him. Or maybe she did, and she was just being nice to him. But that brought on a wholenew array of possibilities. But Angus was self-concious enough that he thought she was laughing at him, and not in a good way either. When she giggled like that, Angus couldn't tell if it was because he was doing something that amused her or if she was laughing at how incredibly stupid he was.

"Hm, Angus Angus Angus." A long finger tapped on his chin a few times in a thoughtful manner and his expression twisted into one of deep though. "Oh yes I do believe that I know him. He's really attractive? Eh I never really cared much for him." Angus chuckled a bit at his own joke. He may not have been the tall dark and handsome type, in fact he was almost the exact opposite, but his humor had always been the main aspect of his personality that drew people towards him. Well he could also make a pretty mean stack of pancakes, but he didn't make pancakes for just anyone mind you. "But he is a lucky guy to be graced with your presence on the lovely morning." Angus' tone still had a hint of the joking aspect that it always had, but he was actually being dead serious. The time he had spent trying to avoid her actually pained him a bit. And it was really pointless. He was avoiding her so he wouldn't have to tell her, but he thought that if he finally told her she'd reject him. And well then he just would have lost even more time then he could have been spending with her. He didn't really think things like that through all the way.

Angus outstretched a steady hand to grab the nearest chair. He pulled it towards the table and turned so it was facing Isabella. He dropped into it, and his eyes immediately shifted back so he was looking at her once more. "Yeah it has been a while. I missed you so let's not do that again." He hadn't even been there for a full five minutes and he looked like some kind of stalker. He may hav ebeen speaking the truth, but the truth made him look some kind of creepy-stalker fan. And it pretty much goes without saying that he was a creepy-stalker fan, but he definitely would have preferred to remain an anonymous creepy-stalker fan. "Jacob and the guys have just been like let's practice a lot and get in the way of Angus trying to hang out with Bella." Angus had gotten good at lying over the years. He had practically made a study of the habits of people who would lie. He was one of the few the could beat any lie-detector test. He knew what happened to the body when people lied, and he found loopholes. He didn't lie as much anymore, but back in high school lying was a necessity with parents like his.

But Angus couldn't stand the fact that he was lying to Bella. He actually couldn't stand himself for it. He kind of felt like scum at the moment. She didn't deserve to be lied to, and Angus would probably be one of the first people to say that. But he just couldn't bring himself to mention the blog or his avoiding her. If that was to be brought up in the conversation she would be the one bringing it up. But by that point Angus decided he wasn't going ot lie. He was just going to spit it out and hopefully she would find it in her heart to let him down easy. After she had posted her comment on the blog Angus had regretted writing it. Sure it helped get his almost to the point of obsession feelings off of his chest, but then she wanted to know who it was. And Angus wasn't ready to tell her that yet. He had liked plenty of people over the years. He could no longer count the amount of serious relationships he had had over the years on his fingers. But he had never been too scared to tell them. But now he really was scared shitless. But Isabella wasn't like all the others. She was special, and Angus knew that. And special people shouldn't be stuck with people like Angus. They were better than that.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: nine-hundred and nine!
notes: yeah i think he's definitely going to say something. =D=D=D yay![/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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Her eyes stayed on him as he spoke. There was no denying the sudden warmth spreading to her cheeks. No matter how many times they had hung out she hadn't quite learned how to control that ever so annoying habit of blushing every time their eyes met. It was really rather strange when she thought about it. She hadn't reacted to anyone this way since she was twelve and had her very first crush. Even then she had had some form of control over it but with Angus there was no chance of that. Pretty much as soon as he looked at her she would blush and almost as soon as they spoke that damned giggle crept into her voice. The fact that she knew she was doing it only made it so much worse. She would blush even harder because she knew she was blushing and probably looking like a complete idiot. But it couldn't have been that bad could it? He still seemed to want to spend time with her after all.

That giggle came back but she didn't feel as if she had to cover it this time. Angus had made a joke and that automatically made it alright for her to laugh. It would have been wrong not to. "Yup that's the one.

[/color]" She said with a warm smile. It was on the very tip of her tongue to agree that he was insanely attractive but Bella was a shy girl after all and it was not like her to say something as forward as that, especially to someone who she did actually find insanely attractive. She let her eyes close for just a few seconds while she took a breath to try and clear her head of thoughts of just how attractive Angus was. Looking back up as he spoke a smile spread over her glossy pink lips. "I don't know about that part." There was a playful quality to her voice that stopped this from sounding like she was putting herself down completely even if she didn't really believe he was the lucky one in this situation.

Her small hands wrapped themselves around the cup that sat in front of her which was giving off a nice heat on her palms while he got himself a chair. His words made her heart jump up into her throat for a second. "I missed you too.[/color]" She had to look away after she said this in case he happened to see that new wave of pink that was washing over her cheeks. It was true though, of course it was. Bella was not the type of person to go almost stalking someone unless she really wanted to see them. For a while she had been thinking maybe this wasn't such a good plan. Maybe she was just being a little too weird now but she was starting to feel like she needed to see Angus. Was that strange?

Nodding slightly as he told her about his band and practice. There was no reason for her not to believe that. They were a band on tour of course they would have to practice. "Oh wow imagine them making you practice.[/color]" She said shaking her head as if the very idea of it was absurd. The fact he had said it was stopping him from spending time with her confused her slightly. He was probably just saying that because he was with her now and it was a normal thing to say but she couldn't help but see this as her opportunity to bring up a certain girl she had been waiting to find out more about. "So between practicing and hanging out with me when are you fitting in seeing this mystery girl of yours?[/color]" It was subtler than just asking what her name was but it could lead there somehow.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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Angus could detect the playful tone in her voice when Bella commented about her not being sure about him being a lucky guy because she was hanging out with him; but he was, he definitely was. Bella's insecurity was one of the many aspects of her personality that Angus just would never be able to understand. When she made comments that put herself down, even in a joking manner, there was some part of Angus that actually thought that she wasn’t kidding. He definitely didn't think that she wasn't anything less than perfect, but she joked about that too much for her not to be somewhat serious. Honestly, how could she not understand how amazing she was? She was beautiful and she was talented, and she was just an amazing person overall. Angus always had a good time when he spent time with her, and he wanted to spend more time with her. He actually couldn’t bring himself to think about her negatively if he tried or even wanted to try. "Well I am totally sure about that part." The smile on Angus' face spread even wider to show to Bella that he was being totally serious. Sure, Angus was a great guy in his own right, but he wasn't even close to the level of awesome that Bella was on. Angus was awesome, but Bella was like super special awesome. Angus was surprised and shocked that someone as wonderful Bella was willing to give him the time of day, but he definitely wasn't complaining.

When Bella mentioned said she had missed him too, Angus could feel that familiar rush of blood to his face. That seemed to happen about as often as the damned tripping. He had learned to just hide behind his hair; but this time he could hide behind his hair. But he didn’t bother. "Yeah we definitely shouldn’t wait this long again.” Angus couldn't seem to control his heart around Isabella. The damned organ just couldn't stay in the right part of his chest for more than sixty seconds. It was running around and bouncing in its cavity like some kind of out of control child. And whenever he thought it had calmed down enough for him to think about anything other than how rampant it was, it would get up and start bouncing around everywhere again. Angus’ heart was beating so hard against his chest that he was surprised that it hadn’t gone numb by that point. Sure, Angus had been avoiding Bella, but it was more avoiding rejection, at least in his opinion. And even as he sat in front of her, he could picture himself finally admitting his feelings to her and her just completely dropping him.

"I know right? How dare they." Angus chuckled a bit at the thought of him being overworked while on tour. That wasn't even close to being the truth. He was actually somewhat underworked. Normally he would have gotten a job by that time just so he could find something to do. But well, being on tour kind of made it difficult to actually get a job and hold a job. When he wasn't practicing with the rest of his band, Angus spent most of his time either sleeping or trying to find someone from the other bands or his own band to hang out with. And then Isabella came, and he found someone that he was perfectly happy hanging out with every day. And then he had gone and written that stupid blog. The feelings of obsession weren't quite as burdening now that he had actually written it out. But then she had seen it. He wasn't really sure what he was thinking when he wrote it. He had given Bella the url to his blog, how could she have not read it? It was that Angus automatically assumed that she would read his blog, but there was always a chance that she would.

Angus could have sworn that he felt his heart drop into his stomach when Isabella mentioned the blog he had written about her. Goddamnit. Things had been going so well. And suddenly Angus found himself frazzled again. He couldn't actually think of what he was supposed to say to her. Maybe he should just say that she was the mystery girl and get it off of his chest. She deserved to know that he was absolutely obsessed with her. "I uhm... huh?" Yeah, Bella wouldn't be able to see through his cleverly poised confusion. Not at all. Angus was an idiot, and that was being nice about it. "What mystery girl?" Well so much for being totally and completely honest with Bella. Angus wasn't quite sure what it was that was keeping him from just coming right out and saying it, but he just couldn't.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: eight-hundred and fifty-three!
notes: eh. my first post was so much better.[/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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In the few moments she didn't say anything she was fighting the sudden urge to zip her hoodie the rest of the way up. She just felt so terribly exposed right now. This was a very familiar feeling but it always seemed more pronounced around Angus. It wasn't that she thought he spent more time than any other person did looking at her but the fact that maybe somewhere in the back of her mind she wanted him too. If she were more confident in her body this might have been a bit more noticeable but that was unlikely to happen. Instead she spent a lot of her time trying to make sure that everyones attention, including Angus' was kept off of her. One hand found it's way to the zip but dropped a second later. She was just being silly now. "I'll just have to take you're word on that.

[/color]" She said with a smile knowing that if she said anything else they would end up in an other of their little arguments which were always the most childish of is too, is not sort of arguments that could and had been known to last for round about half an hour.

A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of her lips as he spoke and her head shook just slightly. "Nope, there should be a law against it or something.[/color]" She said quietly as she tucked a section of shiny brown hair behind her ear with a contented sigh. Being with Angus always seemed to make her strangely happy. Even if she had been in the worst mood ever five seconds before seeing him she could guarantee that she would have a smile on her face as soon as he spoke. It was almost annoying how happy he made her, almost. "Besides i've been spending too much time with my brother.[/color]" There was no contest for who she would rather hang out with and there was no chance it would have been her brother.

She laughed but tried to keep her expression at least slightly serious. "Obviously they underestimate the greatness that is Angus Brodie.[/color]" She loved how they could joke, even though she was totally serious about Angus being great but would probably find it kinda hard to tell him that face to face in a serious way. Since they had been spending more time around each other she had started to relax around him a lot more than she did around most. Yes no one had had quiet the same effect on her that Angus did but she almost as comfortable around him as she did around Brayden. Maybe even more so because she didn't have to worry about Angus being so annoyingly over protective.

Her teeth clenched around the inside of her bottom lip. Maybe she shouldn't have brought this up. Then again he had promised he would tell her and he wouldn't have said that if he didn't want to actually tell would he? It was just something she felt like she needed to know. Even if it hadn't been announced or agreed or however these things are done she seen Angus as her best friend. Ok so that didn't exactly give her a license to know everything about him but she also had a massive crush on him that meant if she couldn't "have him" she would want to give her approval of anyone who would. "The one you said you'd tell me about?[/color]" There was a sort of childlike innocence to her voice that made the statement come out almost as a question as she lifted her cup to take an other mouthful of tea.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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"Score. Another argument victory for Angus." The comment was followed by a few chuckles. Angus could really figure out his feelings when he was around Isabella, and it bothered him a little. He knew he liked Isabella...a lot, he could figure out that much. But their comfort level varied a lot. There were times when they were hanging out together that angus could just say anything and it would be okay because she wouldn't judge him. But then there were other times when Angus felt no matter what he said or did was going to be good enough for Isabella. That wasn't her fault at all though. She had never said anything negative about him to him and she never really looked displeased with him, but Angus knew she deserved perfection. And he couldn't really measure up to perfection. She didn't demand perfection, but in Angus' opinion she didn't deserve anything less than perfection.

"Yeah we should go talk to Congress about that." Yeah, Angus definitely missed this. He missed the rush of blood to his cheeks and the hyperactive butterflies in his stomach. He didn't care if Isabella asked about the blog over and over again. The way she made him feel was worth the rejection he would soon face. "Oh god not the brother." Angus' face twisted into one of mock surprise. From what Angus had been able to figure out about Isabella's brother over the past few weeks hadn't really been much. He really seemed to fit into the role of over-protective brother, which was exactly what Angus had been hoping he wasn't. That was yet another thing that was interferring with any kind of chance he could have at a relationship with Bella. Not that he had much of one anyway, but he could always daydream. Angus knew better than to call Brayden the older brother in front of Bella. The never-ending stand-off between two never ceased to amuse Angus.

"I know right?" Angus had always been okay with his bands weird scheduling with practices and them occasionally teasing him. But that was mostly because he always got his revenge in the end. Angus had been, and probably always would be the biggest prankster in the small band from Boston. Most of his pranks were little and easily fixable. But there was the occasional one that got out of control. But Angus' favorite was antiquing. There was just something about seeing someone covered with flour and looking old and dusty that sent Angus into uncontrollable fits of laughter. The other members of Zombie Block Party had learned to sleep with their faces covered because no one was safe. "One day he will rise above and show them who's really the boss." Angus didn't actually know who 'the boss was', but he was almost one hundred percent sure that it wasn't him. Normally Angus would just shut up and do what he was told or asked, and well normally that worked for him. Unless of course their request was out of the question. An example of a request that would be out of the question would be to stop spending so much time with Bella. When someone was offered a change to spend time with someone who was as amazing as Bella was, they woudn't turn their backs on something like that. And if they could somehow manage to then they were weird. Or they were just dumb and mean.

"Oh yeah, the one from the blog..." Angus took another sip of the coffee in front of him to prevent him from going and saying something stupid…again. Angus may have been a good liar, but most of the time he was really bad at playing dumb. Especially when he actually wanted to tell someone the total and complete truth. Suddenly the coffee felt like it was on fire and it slid down his throat and into bottom of his stomach. Maybe it was because he felt like his entire body was on fire. When had it gotten so warm in there? Angus fidgeted in his flannel shirt a little. He probably could have removed it, but that wasn’t the focus of his attention at the moment. "I…uhm, are you really sure you want to know?” Angus knew he was stalling. He wanted to bad to just come right out and say it. But Angus wanted a lot of things. He wanted a real relationship with Isabella. He wanted to hold her hand. He wanted to cuddle with her. He wanted to see more than she would probably ever be willing to show him. He wanted to be able to say that Isabela was his and only his, but for him that was totally impossible and the sooner he learned the deal with that the better. "Because you won’t be allowed to judge.” Angus was trying so hard to be light-hearted about the whole situation. But knowing that he was messing with his real feelings made it kind of hard to think about anything but the negative things that could follow this situation.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: eight-hundred and sixty-seven!
notes: rawr.[/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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It was quite true. Most of their arguments did end in victory for Angus. Mostly because eventually Bella would give up and usually ended up throwing a cushion at him, of course she almost always missed and when she actually hit him it was with all the force of a kitten wrapped in a marshmallow. "One day i'm gonna stop letting you win.

[/color]" She retorted with a playful smile. OK so that day was probably never going to come and Angus most likely knew that. The good thing about it was none of these arguments were actually serious. They were all over stupid things like who could jump the highest or what movie they wanted to watch. Honestly most of the time she really didn't care what they done, she was quite happy just to be spending time with Angus.

A small smile crept onto her lips. She had noticed how their conversations never seemed quite normal. Maybe it was just her but she never really had these kinds of conversations with anyone else. It was nice. There was no way that she could be talking to anyone else. "We so should. By this afternoon it could be illegal for us not to hang out.[/color]" Now that was a nice thought. She could quite easily imagine herself seeing Angus everyday. Truth was she had often imagined them spending everyday together in a way that was a little more than just hanging out. Yes she was defiantly lovesick and verging on stalkerish behavior but could you blame her when she had found a boy so incredibly perfect for her that she could barely believe it?

She laughed gently as she tried to imagine Angus being "the boss." For some reason it was just a funny thought. It wasn't that she seen him as a pushover or anything, no that was much more her roll but from what she had managed to work out Angus was one of those people that just sorta went with the flow of things. She liked that about him. It helped her feel more relaxed around her. Bella had the sort of personality that when she was around an uptight person she would stress out along with them so a relaxed person brought out the best in her. "I so have to be there that day.[/color]" She said with that little giggle on her voice as she looked down for just a second before lifting her gaze to meet his again.

A slightly confused look washed over her pretty features as he spoke. It seemed like he was trying to stall but she supposed that that might have come from the fact that he might have been a bit nervous to tell her. After all from what she had read he was really quite smitten with this girl, whoever she was. "I'm sure, and i promise i won't judge.[/color]" It was mostly true. She wouldn't judge him for anything least of all who he happened to like but she might have an opinion on the girl herself. Not that she would ever say that out loud. She just wanted Angus to be happy and she was pretty sure that this girl did exactly that. "That is if you still want to tell me."[/color]" She added quietly as she set her cup back down and tilted her head slightly.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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"Oh so you have just been letting me win!?" Angus' eyebrows rose in a fake mixture of surprise and offense. But of course, Angus was kidding. There weren't very many times when he wasn't joking about one thing or another. And depending on who you were that could be a good quality or a bad quality. Sure it was nice to see someone with a good sense of humor in such troubling times, but it was difficult to get him to take much of anything seriously. "I see how it is. That's cold." Angus' facial expression dropped to his neutral one and he laughed some more. Angus had always had a great control over his facial features. He could pretty much express whatever emotion he wanted to whenever he wanted to do it. It would have been a great skill to have if he had gotten into the field of drama. But alas, he only utilized his gift of expression in high school drama productions.

"You know what? I bet Congress is already for us. They probably have the law written out and everything." Angus stood up in a manner that indicated they were about to get up and leave. But instead of stepping away from the table he sat back down and laughed. The fact that Angus could be so comfortable and open around Isabella but still get that same twisty butterflies feeling in his stomach at the same time was one of his favorite things about hanging out with her that never ceased to amaze him. Well technically everything was his favorite, but that was like a highlighted favorite in his book. "Well I happen to know Mr. Brodie and I could probably get you front row seats." Angus would have adored to see something like that go down. Angus just wasn't the confrontational or the worrysome kind of guy. He never had been. He rarely became angry or upset. He was just kind of there. He was the type of person that most people would see and get a little jealous of, because he just kind of breezed through life. He never really got physically or emotionally involved with anyone or anything. Well that was at least until he met and developed his out of the ordinary crush on Isabella at least.

"Well...okay. But I am holding you to that promise!" Angus forced out a few more chuckles, and if someone didn't know him they actually would have been halfway convincing. But the blush on Angus' face was a dead give-away that he was being one hundred percent serious about the matter at hand. The blood was rushing to Angus' face faster than it ever had before. And although Angus was mentally screaming at his cheeks to stop getting darker in color, it only seemed to make the situation worse. "Oh no. I do want to tell you." And Angus really did want more than anything to tell Isabella about it. He wanted to tell anyone who would listen, and even if some of the people who didn't want to listen. He wanted to climb onto the roof and just yell it out to them whether they liked it or not. But he just couldn't bring himself to do it. The fear of rejection was too strong. "I just don't want to tell you and have you be like 'oh ew Angus is weird.'" Angus wasn't even sure how he'd handle it if she did say that. He had never been able to handle rejection very well. And considering the magnitude of the crush that he had developed on Isabella, when he was turned away it would be like an a-bomb going off. It would be worse then the other times, and that wouldn't be healthy for him.

Angus could feel his throat practically dry and shrivel up. He had already mentally taken a stand to be completely honest with Bella, but actually admitting that his feelings for her were on the borderline of obsession was harder then he could have even realized when making that stand. It was getting warmer and warmer inside of the shop. And the walls almost seemed to close in a bit. But it was probably just his imagination. Before Angus spoke he had to take a deep breath, because if he hadn't he probably would have puked, thus giving her yet another reason to find him unattractive and somewhat creepy. "It's uhm...that blog is about you Bella." Suddenly Angus couldn't bring himself to make eye-contact with Bella anymore. Not that he had been doing all that great of a job before, but at least he had been looked at her. His gaze dropped to his shoes before he said anything else. "Justrememberyoupromisednottojudge." And now Angus couldn't even speak without trying to push everything out at once. He didn't even know how he could make himself out to look like a bigger loser in this situation. But he was sure if there was a way he could have done it, he would have.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: eight-hundred and sixty-two!
notes: aw. he finally admits it :]. MEMORABLE POST![/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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"Maybe i have been.

[/color]" She said somehow managing to keep her face almost straight. Not in an overly serious way just not completely broke down in a fit of giggles. "Or maybe thats just what i want you to think.[/color]" She added raising one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows in a playful way. So she might not have been the most convincing evil genius in the world and she probably wouldn't even have been able to keep up the simple act of creating a false sense of security for Angus so that she could eventually win one of their little arguments. The simple fact is that Bella was just too goodhearted to deceive anyone for an extended period of time like that.

Her eyes followed Angus as he stood up and for a split second she thought about joining him. Two things stopped that thought in it's tracks. One being that she was pretty sure he wasn't actually going to go anywhere and the other was Angus actually sitting back down. Well technically that was only one thing because the second was merely back up for the first. "They better be we'd have to complain if they didn't.[/color]" She said with a warm smile as she shifted slightly in her chair into a slightly more comfortable position. "Oh really? You'll have to say thank you to Mr. Brodie for me then.[/color]" There was a slight laugh that followed after her words . It was kind of strange talking to him as if he weren't there and actually calling him Mr. Brodie.

There was a slight blush on Angus' cheeks. It wasn't unusual but she had never really understood it. He said he was going to hold her to her promise and she simply nodded. Bella had always been the kind to stick by her word. He spoke again and another smile crept onto her lips which only grew the next time she heard his voice. It was tempting to say 'but you are weird Angus.' but she had a feeling this wasn't exactly the moment for that. It was true though, Angus was weird but she loved that about him. He was unlike any other person she had ever met in her whole life in so many ways that almost every time they hung out she was discovering something new and endearing about him that just made her even more sure of her feelings for him.

Waiting for him to continue she took her eyes off of him. Well she didn't want him to feel like she was staring or pressurizing him now, did she? When he did actually speak it took her a while to register what he had just said. The blog had been about her? All those things he had said about how amazing this unnamed girl was were about her? Bella could honestly say that she had never expected that for a moment. "Me? Really?[/color]" Were the only words she could get out right now in a voice barely louder than a whisper and not really demanding an answer. For a few seconds she was silent, still not looking at him and simply trying to work out what she could say to that. It changed everything. She liked him and now he had admitted to liking her, maybe this was going to work out after all. "Angus.[/color]" She said tentatively as she brought her gaze slowly up again. "I-I like you too.[/color]"[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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"Oh really now? I guess I just have to work harder now." Angus made a mental note to let Bella win the next argument. It wasn't very likely that he would remember it during their next 'argument' (if you could even call them that), but it was there just in case he did remember. That was a weird quality about Angus. When it came to big important arguments or decisions, Angus could easily be swayed. He would be willing to mediate with someone. But when he was was arguing about some small thing like whether strawberries and chocolate was the better choice for food oriented sex than whipped cream and strawberries, he couldn't be swayed. He would have to take a stand and he would cling to that decision until he was distracted by something else and the argument would have to end. But Angus would be willing to lose a few senseless arguments to Isabella. Oh and just for the record he would have to stick with the strawberries and chocolate.

The scary thing about the whole situation was that Angus could actually see himself hanging out with Bella during every minute of every day and totally enjoying it. And that was saying a lot considering one, that Angus couldn't even be around his band mates for more than fourty-eight hours at a time without at least a two-hour break. Then again, his band mates were crazy...and that was putting it lightly. Not that Angus was completely sane, but too much crazy just got annoying. And two, Angus had technically just met this girl. Sure, they had spent a lot of time together (that Angus had enjoyed every minute of), but technically they should still be in the building stages of a friendship. But Angus didn't really want a friendship with Bella, he wanted something better even if he wasn't going to get it. "Ah, Mr. Brodie will do anything to appease a lovely lady." When Angus referred to himself as Mr. Brodie he felt like he was talking about his father. And well...his dad was cool and everything; Angus had learned all his best tricks from his father, but picturing his dad appeasing a woman that wasn't Angus' mother was a weird mental image for Angus.

The only thing Angus could bring himself to do in response to Isabella’s question was nod his blonde head. It was probably a rhetorical question, and she didn’t actually require him to answer. After all, he was pretty much refusing to look at her. But he figured he would at least have enough decency to answer even if she didn’t need an answer. If he had been acting like the real Angus would have acted he would have said something along the lines of 'Of course I do. How could I not?' But right now Angus wasn't himself. He had been reduced to some blushing fumbling teenager, and well he was still a teenager...that would only be for another few months though. It was about time that he grew up, but he wasn't ready for that yet. Angus somehow managed to pry his eyes off of his shoes to take a glance at Isabella to see her reaction. But before they could glance at her face, they dropped again. Rejection was so much easier when you didn't have to see a disgusted look on someone's face. As long as Angus didn't look directly at her, it would ease some of the pain of being turned away.

The silence that was currently hanging between the two was incredibly unnerving to Angus. Angus had never really been the silent type, and he had never been able to deal with awkward silences. So to alleviate the weight of the silence Angus started to open his mouth to explain that she didn't have to say anything; that he would totally understand if she didn't like him back, and that he didn't want her to think that he would be totally heartbroken if she rejected him even though he would have been. But before he could say anything Isabella finally spoke again. Angus felt his heart leap up into his throat at her comment. She actually liked him? How had he been wrong about that? He could normally detect a girl that liked him from a mile away. "I, uhm, really?" Angus didn't even bother trying to hide the huge smile that spread up to his cheeks. The cheesyness of the grin kind of made him look like a little kid, but he couldn't help it. He had spent all that time worrying about how she would totally reject him, but he hadn't exactly planned on what would have happened if she did like him back.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: eight-hundred and fourteen!
notes: they should just get married now =D[/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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As always when she was with Angus there was a warm smile on her face. For a while she had tried to control it in hopes that she wouldn't look like some deranged woman. After a while she gave up on that. She was already trying to stop herself blushing so when she added trying to control how much she smiled her brain was going into overload. In the beginning it kind of took over her completely and she could barely make intelligent conversation. Most of the time she would just nod or shake her head but since she let go, learned to relax conversations came much easier. "We might end up just arguing forever then.

[/color]" She joked although she would gladly spend forever locked in one of their silly little arguments if it meant she could spend forever with Angus.

Bella could feel the familiar rush of blood to her cheeks as Angus spoke. A hint of a giggle lingered on her lips and almost instinctively her eyes looked away from him. Right now she wasn't really sure if he was being serious or just joking but any kind of compliment had the same effect on her. It wasn't that she wasn't used to getting them. Lots of people had said wonderfully positive things to her over the years but her self esteem had never been that great. "I'll have to remember that.[/color]" She replied with a smile that was just a little forced. She didn't want Angus thinking she was totally insecure now did she? So every half of the time she would jokingly dismiss any form of compliment and the rest of the time she would almost accept them. There was never an actual acceptance but she didn't argue which was really the closest thing you would get to Isabella Gilmore accepting a compliment.

The slight nod of Angus' head was enough to clear away the very slight possibility that he had been joking. It hadn't seemed very likely but that was how Bella's mind worked. It fully started to sink in what this meant. All those things she had read, all those things that Angus thought. They had been about her. It just didn't make sense to her. When she read that blog she couldn't help but imagine the most perfectly amazing girl in the whole wide world, the girl she thought Angus deserved. And now it turned out that this girl was her? Her instincts told her that there was no way but she couldn't bring herself to say anything about it. Maybe it was possible for her to be that girl, she just wasn't seeing it. After all so many people had told her that she wasn't seeing the same person they were when she looked in the mirror.

That smile that spread across Angus' face as she spoke was enough to make her melt just a little inside. She had never known someone would be so adorable. She found herself nodding in response to his question, her cheeks still slightly pinker than they normally were. Her lips parted ever so slightly as she thought of something to say. There were so many things she could have said but she wasn't sure that any of them would sound right coming from her so in the end she settled for the simplest option. "Really.[/color]" There was a slightly excited giggle in her voice as she spoke. This was really working out a lot better than she ever could have imagined and trust me she had imagined this moment many times. Now her only problem was she wasn't sure what she was meant to do now. Biting down on her lip and stealing a quick, almost shy glance at Angus she couldn't help but smile. "So...[/color]" The word come out before she really had time to think about it and she almost instantly scolded herself for it. She didn't want to sound like she was pushing for something after all but it was too late to take it back now.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[angus patrick brodie]

ANGUS PATRICK BRODIE !

She’s like the perfect wave.
in shark infested sea

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A blonde eyebrow perked ever so slightly in a challenging manner. Angus probably would have ended up in an argument with someone forever over one of those silly disagreements, because that is just how stubborn that boy could be sometimes. He really did mean the best. "Well then you can bring it on then Ms. Gilmore." The idea of being caught in one of their little arguments forever probably wouldn't have been a positive mental image if you were anybody but Angus. But the idea of spending getting to spend all day every day with Bella? Angus really didn't think he could have asked for anything better if he wanted it, even if they were stuck in some ridiculous disagreement. So Angus would have been able to get over the whole arguing thing. The mental image of how Angus would usually end an argument like that was even better. Right as the argument was getting to it's most heated point, he'd kiss her. He wouldn't say anything, it would just happen. And before she pushed him away in a disgusted manner, Angus would have his six seconds of heaven. Maybe if she was confused he could manage ten. Yes, this was Angus' idea of an evil plan. It wasn't quite the most evil plan he had come up with in his time, but it would certainly make him happier than any of his other plans had made him.

"Let's just say that they are his one weakness." Sure, Angus had weaknesses other than the fairer sex. But he didn't think he had a bigger weakness than Bella. There was absolutely no doubt in Angus' mind that if Isabella realized just what kind of effect she had on him and used it to her advantage, she could probably get him to do just about anything she wanted him to. She could tell him that he was the scum of the earth and he would be of more use to society if he went and laid in the middle of a busy intersection, and he probably still woulod have hung on every word. And the worst thing was he probably would have done it just because she had told him too. His crush on her was definitely on the very very thin borderline between cute and creepy, and it was leaning more towards creepy, but the truth was the Angus kidn of liked it that way.

Angus' cheeks only darkened when Bella confirmed her statement. She liked him? Seriously? There must have been a clerical error going on somewhere in that brain of hers. He was weird. He was unhealthy. He always seemed to say the wrong thing at the wrong time. He was just a big mess. And she was just the opposite, at least in his opinion. She always looked great. She was super cool and awesome to be around. And she always seemed like she knew what she was doing. To Angus they were justso incredibly different from each other that it fit. But he wouldn't have expected her mind to work in the same way. "Sooo..." The little cogs inside of Angus' brain started to turn faster and faster. He didn't even know what he was supposed to do at the point. Did he just launch himself across the table and give her a hug? Or just kiss her there in front of everyone? Or would either of those things be too forward? For once in his life Angus decided that both actions would be a little too forward for the current situation, so instead he continued to sit in his seat with that stupid-looking grin still spread across his features.

"So does this mean if I asked you to be my girlfriend you would say yes?" Wait a second. Angus totally drew a blank on how the whole dating scene functioned. Was he even doing it the right way? You found out someone liked you and they were just your boyfriend or girlfriend? Right. That was how it worked. Or did you ask them out on a date first and if they liked hanging out with you in a romantic setting THEN you started dating? Angus was confusing himself, so he figured he'd do damage control just in case he had done it wrong in some way. "Or if I asked you to go on a date with me you'd say yes? Whichever comes first or both?" There was no doubt that by that point Angus just looked like a complete dufus. He was grinning like some kind of child and he just keep babbling. He actually had to stop for a second and collect his thoughts before he said anything else. "Sorry. It's been a while since I've actually even been on a date." It had actually been more than a while. Angus couldn't even remember the last time he went on a real date. Okay well maybe he did, but he would have preferred that he didn't remember, because it didn't exactly end well.

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[/b][/color] isabella!
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: undertow – bowling for soup
word count: eight-hundred and fifty-seven!
notes: angus is so confused it’s adorable. :] [/ul][/size]

[isabella amie gilmore]

i'm not paralyzed
but i seem to be struck by you

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Isabella was by all means a quiet girl. By now she had got a bit more used to Angus. She wasn't just as shy around him. Honestly it didn't make that much difference. Maybe he couldn't even notice the very slight change, she could barely recognize it in herself but she did and that was enough. It was enough for her to stop thinking quiet so much about everything she was doing around him and that was why she could let herself just laugh at all their little jokes, even the ones that by any one else's standards weren't funny. And thats what was happening right now. If anyone else had been listening in on this conversation they probably would have been slightly worried about the pairs sanity. "Now i thought such loveliness could only be considered a strength.

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Then again if anyone had been watching this conversation they would be seeing two people blushing and barely able to look at each other. To any one else it might not have been obvious what had just been said, or maybe that awkwardness between them made it painfully obvious. Surely not every couple began in that oh so perfect way they did in movies. Of course not those moments were scripted, everyone knew what was coming next. The real world had no script and not everything could be expected. If she thought about it Bella preferred it this way. She couldn't remember how most of her relationships had started but none of them were overly planned. No it was better to stumble blindly through the first few moments than to have it planned down to the second.

As Angus spoke a smile that matched his almost perfectly spread over her lips. Strangely she hadn't been expecting that question, or should that be she hadn't been expecting the question that question was about? It hadn't actually struck her that he would actually want her to be his girlfriend. It seemed quite obvious really. He liked her, she liked him so why hadn't she thought this would be the logical way forward? Something just didn't click in her brain. People had liked her before but that didn't mean that all of them had actually wanted to date her. Her lips parted slightly in preparation to answer him but then he spoke again. If she had been a more forward person so would have interrupted her but she wasn't so she just smiled at let him finish.

When she was absolutely sure he had finished talking she took a little breath, that smile still on her face. Her hands which were already resting on the table edged forward slightly in a sudden need to feel closer to him as she spoke. "I would.[/color]" Her voice was evidence of just how happy she was right now. It all seemed to be happening faster than she could actually take in but that was probably a good thing. If she thought about it too much she would end up stuttering and generally looking like an idiot. "To both of them.[/color]" She added a few seconds lated as she remembered there had in fact been two questions.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]