CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

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stassiegreen has posted!

📍ann arbor, mi

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tagged: lola.thompson, sofia.commm

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tagged: dylanduke25, rutgermcgroaty

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stassiegreen oh ann arbor, how i've missed you

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luca.fantilli NEW INK AGAIN?
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sofia.commm she had to get a matching one for the misses-es
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lola.thompson on that throuple shit😼

nolan_moyle I have a feeling...
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stassiegreen THAT TONIGHTS GONNA BE A GOOD TIME
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nolan_moyle That's not at all whats I was going to say

user1 i want their friend group

lola.thompson wifey energy

lola.thompson u look hot as hell w a camera
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stassiegreen you look hot as hell w a trumpet
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lola.thompson dont expose me🤫🤫🤫🤫🤫

rutgermcgroaty MATCHING SLIPPERS!
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dylanduke25 MATCHING SLIPPERS!
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stassiegreen the first time duker comments something other than urban dictionary 😱

dylanduke25 Anastasia, the term 'Oh Ann Arbor how I've missed you' means someone who has missed the city of Ann Arbor which is located in Michigan
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stassiegreen how do i dislike a comment

edwards.73 Cute.
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user2 AYO WHAT????
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user3 i thought she was w nolan

nick.granowicz I wasn't invited to the sleepover???
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rutgermcgroaty Underclassmen only
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lola.thompson it wasn't a sleepover they broke down our door
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mackie.samo Oops
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stassie.green IT WAS OUR DORM DOOR.
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luca.fantilli Oops

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umichhockey another dub in the books🔥

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user4 best college team ever

sofia.commm stas, plz turn on the auto caps when you post on here
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stassiegreen i didn't think it mattered 😔
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user5 it's ok bestie we like the gen z charm

user6 now i can't be the only one who saw the way ethan looked at stassie in the monday question this week right???????
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user7 I WAS JUST THINKING THIS
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user8 they def r fuckin on the side
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user9 I WAS BLUSHING THE WHOLE TIME🙈🙈🙈

luca.fantilli Bro got that dawg in him 🐕
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adamfantilli 🐕🐕

user10 it's the way the admin listened to our requests
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umichhockey gotta give the people what they want

user11 suddenly i live in michigan

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lightskin.stassie god i'm so tired (i stayed up late last night) i miss lola (she's sleeping in the bed next to me) i hate pinterest (i get memes from there) i HATE fans who don't know shit (this one's true!)

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nolan_moyle THIS IS THE FEELING I GOT

nolan_moyle I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA DO ME DIRTY
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lightskin.stassie my fault

sofia.commm laughing at me racing a storm home is CRAZY
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lhughes_06 It was kinda funny
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sofia.commm i'm breaking up w you

markestapa I just know she's gonna kill you when she wakes up
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lightskin.stassie oh well

dylanduke25 Anastasia, the term 'going to a party tonight' means that you are going to a party tonight
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luca.fantilli Alright now....

edwards.73 What kept you up so late hm?

umich's finest

duke👑
Damn dude you were right

duke👑
No congratulations or anything

luke
Dylan, wrong gc

duke👑
Fuck.

duke👑
How many times is this gonna happen to me😔😔

mark🧸
Great now they're gonna ask questions

mackie
It's almost like you texted in a gc that they're in!

luca
Like they are bound to ask questions

rutger
It's almost like that's how the human brain works😱

luke
Wtf does that even mean guys

rutger
Idk I was just going w the flow

stassie🩷
what did i wake up to

mark🧸
Huh?

mark🧸
Oh

mark🧸
Idek

duke👑
The guys and I made a bet on whether or not you or Lo were gonna congratulate us on our win last night

lola🤍
why would we?

lola🤍
we were literally there bud i don't think we need to congratulate u over text too

rutger
Someone's feisty🙄

stassie🩷
ya bc you woke us up from our nap

stassie🩷
hold up you were BETTING?

stassie🩷
in a gc we're not in😨

lola🤍
what can i say stassie's boobs are comfortable pillows & i love my sleep

pretty boy <3
True

rutger
HE'S ALIVE

luca
Yeah, it's almost like we saw him yesterday

luca
But I gotta agree w him abt Stassie's tits

mackie
^

stassie🩷
how many of you guys have slept on my boobs?

mark🧸
Can we change the subject?

mark🧸
Please

lola🤍
i like when you beg markie

luke
Okay that's where I draw the line...

rutger
I hate you guys with a burning passion

lola🤍
and i love you too rut

mackie
What was even the original plot for this conversation I'm so fucking lost

luke
^

luca
^

duke👑
Here I got a conversation starter

duke👑
There's a frat party if you guys wanna go

lola🤍
duke i'm shcoked that this is the first time i'm hearing of this party

duke👑
Learn how to spell shock then we'll talk

rutger
Dylan a little sassy today

duke👑
Didn't get a Stassie boob nap now I feel left out

stassie🩷
stop talking abt my tits

lola🤍
my favorite pillow❤️

duke👑
Guyssss

duke👑
Stop ignoring me😔

stassie🩷
which frat is it at?

mark🧸
We don't know we figured we come pick you girls up and then follow the smell of alcohol

lola🤍
following my senses!

rutger
Literally 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

luke removed rutger from the conversation!

mackie
Doing all of us a favor

luke
Just here to serve my country yet again🫡

luca
So party.

duke👑
Yes! Party!

mark🧸
So I GUESS we'll pick you guys up like around 8ish and then head out

lola🤍
mark's so daddy

luca
^

mackie
^

pretty boy <3
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mark🧸
I can't handle this anymore

stassie🩷
can i add rut back?

stassie🩷
he's blowing up my phone

mackie
No, let him learn his lesson.

luke
This entire text thread was a shit show and made no sense. At all.

SHE DIDN'T KNOW how she'd gone this far into the night, or into the week, if we're being honest, without even talking to him. It seemed that after last night, and their little heat swelling moment, over the last 24 hours, she just couldn't get him off her mind. No matter how much homework she did, how much ranting she did to Lola, no matter how much Frank Ocean she listened to, she just couldn't get Ethan Edwards off her mind.

She wanted nothing more than to hear an apology tumble from his lip, his hand cradling hers to his heart, where she could feel the beating of the muscle linking with hers. She wanted nothing more that to hear an 'I love you' pour out of his plush lips and linger in the thick air around them. She yearned for nothing more than to be in her clear oasis, where he laid on top of her, her fingers lacing themselves in his hair, the lavender hues rolling off the willow trees that danced in the wind, creating a symphony that only they could hear.

At least, that's what her mind wanted.

Her conscience was just hurt, and her body was just hot. Hot to feel his fingers tracing hers, hot for his breath against her lips, his eyes gazing into her own. Like liquid magma that couldn't be stopped, her body's desire was soon overcoming her mind's. And she hated that. Anastasia was well aware about the fact that they hadn't properly communicated in a couple weeks, that he still had not taken her on that drive where he promised to tell her everything. How his mistakes weren't his fault.

But even though she craved the apology, she wasn't in a rush, she didn't want to force him to do anything, she wanted everything to be on his own time. Which was strange considering her heart clenched painfully, each time she remembered how things were before.

That's one thing Anastasia was bad at. It seemed as if one thing went wrong, her entire being in itself was thrown out of proportion. Her mind wanted an apology, her heart wanted his love, wanted to feel herself being loved, even though he never actually said it. Her conscience wanted him, emotionally. Her conscience needed that oasis. And her body was probably the most annoying out of the four– she needed him physically. Her desire was boiling over the edge of the pot, so hot that it seemed to simmer between her thighs each time she saw him.

She never knew which part of herself was the strongest, never knew which part of her would overcome her mental toughness. But as of right now, her body was coming out on top: her nipples hard under the material of her shirt, her jeans rubbing uncomfortably against her core, her skin tingling with the ghost of his lips tracing her body. She needed him.

As of right now, her body was becoming almost impossible to not succumb to. The lights were dim, with the exception of a few leds that decorated the plain walls. The room that held nothing but drunk college students was thick with the smell of weed and alcohol. The sounds of some rap songs was pounding against her skull. Anastasia immediately took note of how this particular fraternity house was not as nice as the sophomore or senior house.

Perks, she guessed.

It had been a painful drive from her dorm to where the party was hosted; she was sandwiched in the backseat between Luca, and of course Ethan. In the front seat of Mark's car was him and Lola; his hand firmly on her thigh as they drove through the streets of campus. And in the trunk, were Dylan, Mackie, Rutger, and Luke– and they just couldn't seem to shut the fuck up.

"Get you hand out of my ass, Rutger!"

"That's my hand, bro."

And Ethan just couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself. The most she had offered him when the boys arrived to pick her and Lola up was an annoyed eye roll when she realized she was going to have to be sandwiched in between two hockey players. She felt like she couldn't breathe, with Luca's arm around the back of her seat and Ethan's hand going underneath the rips of her jeans that were on thigh. His touch was hot, and electricity shot up her nerves and made her flutter her eyes close at the feeling. She thanked god that it was so dark in the cramped car, except for the street lights casting orange shadows over them each time they passed.

It was just his pinky, that traced over the side of her thigh, and it was making her antsy. His touch sent shocks through her system like a live wire in water– it's buzzing was becoming addictive. She didn't dare turn her head to scold him, she could already see his shit eating smirk that tugged on his pink lips in her peripheral. No matter how dark it was in the car, her vision seemed to focus on him.

She buried her lips behind her teeth when he started drawing imaginary hearts against her skin. How fucking ironic.

Anastasia was overly grateful when she saw the plethora of students walking towards the older house, it meant that they were close and that the torture was almost over.

A nudge on her shoulder brought her back into reality. She turned her head to see Lola nodding towards Nolan and Grano, who had them with bright smiles on their faces. "You guys finally made it," Nolan's voice was raised, so that the group of underclassmen could hear him. His arms wrapped around Anastasia's shoulders, a laugh coming making his chest vibrate as she squirmed, trying to avoid suffocating in his chest.

She eventually settled with his arms around her neck and her back to his chest as she listened to the rundown of the night that Mark always insist on giving no matter who was there, no matter what party it was. He just wanted to make sure his friends were keeping his girls safe.

Lola's arm was wrapped around Mark's waist, as she gazed up at him lovingly, like he was her other half. And Stassie couldn't help but admire the way her friends loved each other. She wanted that for herself. That type of pure love, that has been building between the two for years on end. She loved the way Mark and Lola loved.

"Okay so as always, girls, you stay in sight at all times–" "Do I have to?" Sofia interrupted, as she walked next to Luke and placed his arm around her shoulders. He looked down at her, his eyes fluttering across her features before he leaned down to place a quick kiss on her lips. And it may sound cliche, but Anastasia suddenly related to Rutger's annoyance with happy couples. It was jealousy.

Mark playfully rolled his eyes before he scoffed, "Yes, it applies to all of you,"

If he was being honest, Ethan was tuning out the entire lecture Mark was giving to the group of friends. He still hadn't talked to him about Anastasia, and he was more than aware of the fact that he had yet to. He planned on talking to Mark after he got his pretty girl back, but ever since this game started between them, he hadn't found the time to. But that's not what was occupying his mind at the moment, it was Nolan placing his chin atop of Stassie's head. It was her leaning into his body. It was her hands wrapped around his forearms, it was the fact that he wasn't sure if she was still totally his.

He didn't care that he probably had no right to be upset, but the image in front of him was creating cracks within his image of perfect;

Him and Anastasia, bare in front of a fire placing that was oozing yellow and orange warmth upon them. Her wrapped in nothing but a stark white cotton sheet that was draped around her shoulders, while she lulled her head back at the feeling of his lips against her skin. It was her moaning 'I love you's as she clung to his body. It was the feeling in his chest that felt like a volcano could erupt at any moment, just from how passionate he felt about her. It was the shadows that was cast by the fireplace that made her look ethereal, a small halo paired with wings. She was an angel in his eyes. It was her.

But that wasn't reality, that wasn't the image that was directly in front of him. They had accumulated in the kitchen, given that it was separate from the roaring party, so that Mark– being the underclassman he was— could establish his rules that he seemed to do before the girls got absolutely wasted. He couldn't help but roll his eyes as he stood between Luca and Mackie, crossing his arms across his chest as he prepared himself mentally to listen to his friend's (?) ramble.

"Rutger and Luca you take care of Stas, Me and Ethan got Lo, and Luke I'm assuming you got Sof?" Mark questioned, finally taking his first sip of an alcoholic beverage of the night. His face contorted into one of disgust, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed the burning liquor. It was almost as if Ethan's could feel what he was experiencing.

Luke nodded his head positively, his arm tightening around Sofia as their fingers intertwined together on her shoulders. Ethan suppressed the urge to openly gag at the two couples that were around him, maybe Rutger was right. That is until he replayed Mark's words in his mind. He furrowed his eyebrows, and at the tip of his tongue laid a protest, given that he was usually 'assigned' Anastasia for the night. But before he could, the same girl that has been lingering in his thoughts for far too long squealed, "Oh my god, are you done?" This caused a couple chuckled to erupt from the group, and what made Ethan's blood absolutely boil was the sight of Nolan leaning down and whispering something in his pretty girl's ear.

She giggled in response to Nolan's words, before she pushed off from his chest and grabbed Sofia and Lola's hands, "Okay if you're done being an absolute fucking cockblock, then we're getting away from you guys," Lola rolled her eyes, her gaze focused on Mark as she spoke her sentence. He sighed and gave her a 'come here' motion with his hand, which she obliged, only for him to place what was possibly the most sexually explicit kiss Anastasia had ever seen. Her and Sofia pretended to gag, as she wrapped her fingers around Lola's bicep, pulling her away towards where the drinks were.

Ethan watched as his friends broke off in different sections. Which painfully, left him and Mark, alone, both of them leaning against the kitchen counter with red cups in their hands. He took in the scene around him: red lights filling the house, the smell of weed and sweat heavy in the slight fog that hung like stars over the dancing crowd. But the smell wasn't only thing that hung in the air– at least not to Ethan. Tension was thick in the atmosphere, not sexual, to his dismay, but the type where you just don't know what to say to the other.

It was like Mark could read his mind, as Ethan opened his mouth to start up a conversation with his teammate. Mark held up a hand signaling him to just stop, his head still turned so that he could focus on Lola, Stassie and Sofia who were playing beer pong with an insufferably loud group of people.

Ethan could see him clench his jaw as he finished off the contents of his cup. Mark crushed the thin plastic in his hand and stomped it to the ground. "There's a reason I paired you up with me tonight."

AUTHOR'S NOTE

cliffhanger bc

I HATE YALL

ok so i literally finished this out at work and i'm proud but like not really?

so shower your mother with validation.

and so the angst and tension has begun😌 at least the first portion.

ALSO JACK AND NICO LAST NIGHT HELLO? i almost died. just ask -eedwardss

as always, don't forget to drink water, take your meds, and masturbate 😘😘