𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻// adam stanheight//saw (finished!!)

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adam's pov

after a few hours of casey and i waiting for lawrence to show up to "apologize".

he never really did.

or atleast he took forever to.

"i don't really know what you see in him, adam." casey said soon afterwards.

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, he's hot i guess, but he's a douchebag."

"so what?"

"so you do like him?" casey asked.

"yeah right, casey." i said, rolling my eyes.

she just laughed.

then we both heard a knock on the door.

casey looked at me and sighed very loudly, uh i don't know why.

kind of unnecessary.

then she got up and walked over to the door.

we both knew who it was of course, but i was so nervous to see him.

i liked being with him. i really did, but i guess i wasn't used to it yet.

then she opened the door, and he came in and looked at me.

as he did, i looked away, not wanting to give too much eye contact.

"hey." casey talked.

"hey." lawrence said back, looking around.

i was a little embarrassed, but i had to get over it.

"hey adam." lawrence finally said, sitting beside me.

i was a little shocked that he started talking to me right off the back.

but i was happy.

"hey." i said back a little bit too excitedly.

casey just stared at me with her arms crossed.

then she turned around and left my hotel room.

"i'm sorry, adam." lawrence said, but he sounded like he needed to say more.

"it's fine.." i replied quietly.

lawrence then put his hand on my thigh.

and i felt all weird inside.

and my breathing sped up a lot.

"lawrence i--" i said, pushing his hand off my thigh.

he just stared at me weirdly.

"sorry i just--" but i couldn't spit out whatever i needed to say.

afterwards, lawrence just stared at me, then grabbed my face.

after that, he pulled me onto him, and i laid my head on his chest as he rubbed my back.

i don't know why he did that, but he did.

he smelt like cherries.

i liked it.

i liked the way he smelt.

"i never stopped thinking about you, i thought about you everyday." lawrence whispered.

i felt so comfortable.

"you were always crossing my mind, so much i could barely focus on work." he said again.

"really?" i whispered sadly.