[Declan leans back against the headboard, gazing at his phone while running fingers across Lena’s thigh. He slid his pointer finger along the screen, searching for gossip girl’s tweets. He was already deep into Twitter, seeing tweets from the night before. But before he could stumble across one of Gossip Girl’s tweets, he came across Lena’s tweet: @lenita: ayeeeee apprently im dating Alex #dontIfeelspecial]
——— Hey, what’s this?
[He held his phone out, so she could see the screen, a frown evident on his face]
[Lena’s face fell a bit when she read over her tweet, but it was quickly followed by a blush spreading across her face.] Gossip Girl posted a picture of me an Alex from a few nights ago. We went out to eat, because I had cancelled my plans to hang out with him to be with you and then he cancelled on a lunch date we had because he was busy. One of Gossip Girl’s followers saw us and boom she thinks I’m dating Alex.
[Lena moved off of Declan, not sure on how he would react to her words.] I tweeted about it because I thought it was funny. Alex is the last person I would ever date.
[Lena rolled her eyes but nodded, leaning down to kiss his jaw.]
[Declan wraps an arm around her waist, looking up from his phone to kiss across Lena’s throat. He smiles, humming against her skin] Gimme two more minutes, baby, please?
[Lena pouts, straddling him.] Declan, twitter can wait.
[Declan looks up for a second and smiles. He pushes up from the pillows and kisses Lena on the chin. He smiles, nuzzling his head into her neck] I’m almost done. I’m just catching up on the Twitter stuff.
Hey…put your phone down. I haven’t seen you in days…[Lena pulls on his hair playfully.]
[Declan nods, his fingers tapping across the screen] She’s a really close friend. I should check up on her. [He sends his text before double tapping the home button to go back to Twitter. He resumes scrolling]
Honey…just tell me what’s wrong.
Why would I be mad at you for not telling me? I don’t care what you tell me.
That’s nice of you…
[Declan nods, opening up his text messages] I’m gonna text her and see how she’s doing.
I didn’t call you a moron. Is that what this is all about? Are you mad at me for not telling you? There wasn’t anything to tell…there still isn’t anything to tell.
Whatever Milena. Don’t act like I don’t know what you two do while I sleep in the bed right across from yours. I may not be a light sleeper, but I’m not a fucking moron like everybody thinks.
Declan? Why would I go fuck Declan?
No! Lena, I don’t want to spend time with you! Not you, not Tyler, not Stephanie not anyone at this fucking school! I just want to be left alone! Go and stay at Declan’s and fuck into the night, I don’t care, just leave me alone.
Actually, don’t even answer that. I’m not leaving you alone. Not this time.
She must be so sad. This can’t be easy for her.
[Declan looks up from his phone at the mention of Hope. His face flushes at the thought of her and he immediately looks back down] Shit, Hope. I hope she’s alright.
[Lena frowns, looking a little confused.] You know you’re my number one, Danielle. Why don’t we go out tonight? I mean…I know it’s a Sunday night but we could go to a bar or something. Just you and me. I’ll even leave my phone.
I’m clearly not your number one, so cut the shit.