If I could give you the moon

With a deep sigh, Mary spoke into the peacefully quiet room and looked longingly at the work of art that was in their living room while only sparing the canvas next to her a passive once over. “Hey, Lils, I’m back from work,” Mary called with feigned excitement and a forced smile, “You’ll never guess what one of my clients said to me today.”And so the cycle continues where Lily listens to a story of one of Mary’s psychotic clients, (“why does the fur on this rug have stripes? I had specifically asked for it to have zebra print!”) and Mary pretends that they’re not hopelessly in love with her best friend.** or **Mary Macdonald is devastatingly in love with her roommate, Lily Evans. The problem? Lily is happily in a long term relationship with her boyfriend, James. Even so, only an idiot would risk losing their best friend just because they have a teeny, tiny, crush. Right?

It’s currently 1 am and I’m impulsively posting this but I hope you enjoy! There aren’t nearly enough marylily fics in this fandom so I thought I’d attempt to contribute. I have no clue how many chapters this will end up being or when I’ll be able to post next but I’ll try to keep it semi-consistent. Also beware: there will be Taylor and Phoebe references littered throughout this entire thing and I’m not sorry at all. Also I’m not English so I’m apologizing in advance if I don’t use British slang or such. Additionally, I’m going to try to include all trigger warnings for each chapter to make this as reader friendly as possible, so that being said please let me know if I’ve missed any and I’ll include them! In that case, proceed :)TW! Talk of homophobia/ internalized homophobia, very brief mention of growing up in an abusive household