The Fight for You |Lachlan / CraftBattleDuty|

III - I get tired of looking in the mirror

Note: okay so basically the whole window thing (if you don't understand because I did a horrible job of explaining it) is that they live across the street from each other and Lachlan has a small balcony and can see through her window (not in a perverted way) and she can see him through his (again not in a prevented way 😂) so ya

"So. Tell me a bit about your self." He grabs a small ball from his desk and spins his chair around so he's facing me tossing the ball between his hands.

"What about you? What can I know about you?" I don't know why but I was intimidated by him and I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't be intimidated by ep anyway because then they would show weakness.

"Cheeky little son of a gun aren't ya." He smirks his once stone cold eyes softening up a bit.
"You could say that..." I slyly smile back making him laugh a bit. "What do you want to know?"

"What do you want to be in life?" He asks making my mind rush. I've never really been asked that question. I never put much thought into it before.
"I'm not sure. Maybe a writer. I like books a lot and I've tried writing one, but I hopelessly failed." I cringe at the memory making him laugh. "What about you?"

"Not sure. I just don't want to be a normal person in this world. You know? I want to leave a mark so people will remember me." I did understand because I felt the same way.

"Well... if I ever become famous I'll mention you in my Oscar acceptance speech." I joke making him smile.
"Vice versa." Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad.

After awhile we left back to our house. I sat on my bed against the headboard reading my book when I heard something hitting my window. I got up to investigate and saw Lachlan on his balcony throwing pieces of paper. I sigh and mark my spot in my book and grab my notebook and pen.

(bold is what she writes down and she can hear Lachlan through the window don't ask how idk please just go with it)

You're wasting paper you know.
"Ya, but I got what I wanted now didn't I." I roll my eyes. "I wanted to see you again."
It's been like half an hour bruh
"Geez. I just wanted to see a beautiful face. I get tired of looking in the mirror." I laugh making him smile.
Whatever. I'm going to read
I put my notebook down and pull my curtains together hoping it'll block the sound out if he starts wasting paper again.

A/N
This one is short sorry but I like it. It kind of gives more of their personality away I guess you could say. idk