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Post by calista jane jackson on Aug 3, 2012 19:45:23 GMT -5
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if i leave my heart with you tonight promise me that you're gonna treat it right. | In all honesty meeting at a hotel didn’t surprise Cali much. She and Stark hadn’t gone public, sort to speak, mostly because the media could be a real bitch and in light of recent events Cali now, more than ever, wanted to keep their relationship on the down low. That didn’t mean not being seen in public, more or less it just meant being careful to not garner too much unneeded attention. So far things had worked out, they had stayed out of the lime light and it certainly seemed to make things that much easier. Though that’d undoubtedly change soon enough, she was carrying his baby, sooner or later what they had was bound to get out in the open.
For now however things like this were possible, meeting at hotel restaurants, like anyone else, no cameras dying to get a money shot. Cali crossed the luxurious looking lobby quickly and entered the hotel’s restaurant, looking around to try and spot Stark, overly thankful that she was still able to wear heels which helped immensely when you were five foot two inches even. Just as a hostess was walking her way Cali spotted him, a smile lighting up her face before by passing the restaurant staff and heading over to the table. Coming up behind him she leaned down a little to his level, kissing his cheek, “sorry I’m late” she said softly before moving to take the sear across from him, still smiling, excited and happy to see him. “So why’d you wanna meet here? Good food?” a chuckle escaped her lightly teasing.
LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR MARIE/STARK. IT HAS WORD COUNT WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING THIS. BY THE WAY, THIS SUCKS, I'M SORRY<3. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE |
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Post by stark ray james on Aug 5, 2012 23:47:46 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g79/Juliart/background_black.jpg');,true][cs=2] L E A D S T O N O W H E R E | | [atrb=width,240] With secrets, the two of them would have to be secret for now, he was ready to come out with the relationship but he didn't want to have Cali's entire life out in the media for them to have a field day out of it. That was just a, no for him. He might of been an asshole, sometimes but there was just some lines that he just didn't cross. Well they currently, stayed out of the lime light of the media. The only thing that the Mia girl was currently doing was picking on Cali's pregnancy then the little girl's attention went else where. He had to handle the fact that he was going to be a father, if she decided to keep the baby, but of course, no matter if they're relationship turns sore, he would man up and be there for his kid and act like a mature adult. But every other time than that, he can just do whatever he wanted.
Stark was currently dressed nice for this special occasion, wearing a blue button up short sleeved tshirt, with the collar folded down, like a normal person, a nice pair of grey slacks and black boots. He was wearing axe, cause he was pretty sure that chicks digged that stuff. He rented a hotel for the two of them to have desert, but right now he was talking to some of the staff to play something easy on the ears and not make him want to punch everyone in there, minus Cali and his unborn child. He felt someone behind him and when he felt her lips on his check and heard her voice, the corner of his lips tilted upwards, "It's fine." he responded, turning around and pulled her in a hug. Then he heard her and nodded, "Plus, we're headed upstairs for desert." he informed, with a small wink. | [atrb=width,100] |
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Post by calista jane jackson on Aug 8, 2012 0:53:06 GMT -5
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if i leave my heart with you tonight promise me that you're gonna treat it right. | The feel of his arms wrapping around her in a hug was always something that made Cali feel that much better about everything and anything. Some how there was just something comforting in it, something that put her more at ease, and right then and there she knew it was going to be a good night. Then again optimism was something the slight woman was good at, she had a way of turning things around, using more playful than serious. Half the time she could be like a little kid, energetic, silly, nonsensical, though when it was called for she was able to act like a mature adult. Really though, what was the fun in that? Taking her seat she set her clutch purse on the edge of the table beside her, an brow raised momentarily at this new information.
A soft chuckle escaped her, a smirk curling her lips, “there’re so many ways to read into that, I think I’ll just use my imagination”. A hotel room for the night? Hell Cali was certainly not complaining, after all the possibilities were endless. “Look at you all dressed up, you clean up nicely” she teased, unable to help herself. Honestly she’d be lying if she claimed he didn’t look amazing in anything he wore, or didn’t wear for that matter. No she wasn’t the kind of girl who believed the sun shined out of their boyfriend’s ass, that was certainly not the case, but one look at Stark and a blind person would agree he wasn’t lacking in looks.
That train of thought led her to think about the same thing that had been on her mind since she found out, the alien inside her. If she went through with the pregnancy would the thing look like Stark or her? Alien was her preferred term, it was hard to think of it as a baby, if she did she knew it'd make deciding what to do that much harder. Feeling her face fall a little Cal mentally kicked herself, brightening back up a bit, she wanted this one night to be stress free. From there on out she banned herself from thinking of anything that wasn't relevant to right that second. “seriously though, you look adorable” was adorable the right word? Or was that too cutesy? The sudden thought flitted through her mind as she remember just how horrible she was at all of this to begin with.
LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR MARIE/STARK. IT HAS 406 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING THIS. BY THE WAY, SORRY, MUSE DIED HALFWAY THROUGH >.<. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE |
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Post by stark ray james on Aug 12, 2012 18:26:31 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g79/Juliart/background_black.jpg');,true][cs=2] L E A D S T O N O W H E R E | | [atrb=width,240] Stranger things have happened in dear Stark's life considering he grew up with a father and family in the mafia. He didn't want to go down that road, he had another dream in mind and that was how he found himself, in-front of his future baby mother standing there inside his arms. This child would have part of his DNA, even as little as that, he was slightly worried that he's child would have some fucked up abilities. He was sometimes a little too serious around anyone, but Calista. The way he carried himself usually pushed most of the people away, all except most of the band. He lightly pushed in her chair for her, before rounding the table and sitting across from her. The two wasn't too far away, they could reach out and hold hands, if they wanted, comfortably. He carefully watched her reaction towards the information he gave her.
Hearing her comment, he couldn't help the single tilt from his lip into a smirk, "Exactly, I have to keep you on your toes." he replied, as he always liked the thrill of just that. He guessed it was blood-lined related, but it didn't bother him. He's smirk never faultered either when he heard her teasing comment, "Better than just nice." he said, teasing back. He couldn't help it that he seemed a little more than a cocky asshole. He liked that he was equally matched in the appearance department with his lovely girlfriend, Cali. He would be lying, if he said that he didn't just had feels for her because of her looks. He liked her for more than just that. It was obvious, when someone knew that the two was dating but payed off to keep it a secret so the press didn't eat the story of them two being together alive.
Never in his wildest dreams would have imagine that he was going to be a father two his and her little span at the age of twenty-one. At least, he was legal adult and she was legal. And if shit got a little to stressful, a glass of alcohol would do the trick of unwinding him down. He was trying pretty hard to keep his cool, he wanted to appear like he was handling it like normal men would. He heard her serious compliment, "And you look beautiful." he replied, with a light smile. He wasn't use to the whole cute stuff, he just did what he could, like always did. | [atrb=width,100] |
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