The Pretty List ~ A Lams AU

✨14 ~ Sugar Straws Are A Gift From The Heavens ✨

ANNNNNNNNNNNND WE'RE BACK I HOPE U MISSED ME AND YES, IN MY BREAK I MANADGE TO DO THE THING I TOOK A BREAK FOR SO HOPEFULLY NO MORE BREAKS AND IM V PROUD OF ME SO YEAH

yes i say bin im not lowering myself to such standards to say trash can ❤

"Sup 'Lex," John says, jumping over the counter and grabbing a chair, turning it over backwards and sitting on it, tapping his fingers on the table.

I blink, and look up at him, "One, did you just abbreviate my nickname? Two, why are you doing parkour on the furniture?"

He grins at me, that stupidly attractive grin that I swear he knows works on me, and rocks in his chair, "I don't know, why not?" He blinks at me, almost surprised, then giggles.

I look down, then frown, "John, are you fucking high or something?"

He looks down at me from where he's standing on the chair, one foot reaching out to the kitchen counter. "What? No, I just ate three packets of sugar straws. Hehe, sugar straws, that's so funny to say, sugar straws." He laughs, stepping onto the counter. "Look, I can touch the ceiling."

He smiles at me before reaching up and standing on his tip toes, his fingers brushing against the ceiling, giggling.

"John, you shouldn't-" I'm cut off when his feet slip and his face falls, and slips backwards.

I bolt out of my seat, gasping, and rush forward, catching him, for some reason. I wouldn't mind if he falls, to be very honest. He looks up at me and smiles, "Oh hi Lex."

I roll my eyes.

"From this angle you're actually really attractive."

I blush slightly. "Oh so going from insulting me to flattering me?"

"Mmmhhhmm, is it working?"

"I will drop you." I threaten and he raises an eyebrow, pouting slightly.

"You wouldn't dare." He whispers, challenging me, biting down on his lips lightly, full well aware I could right now.

"Try me." and I loosen my grip on him.

"Hey wait no! No Alex!" He squeals, grabbing my arms, panic washing over his face.

I laugh at him. "Get up John."

"Actually I'm not physically sure if I can right now." He says, the rushes to add "No wait don't drop me!"

"Too late." I say, smiling sarcastically and dropping him. I laughs as he lies dejectedly on the floor.

"Ow, fuck you Alex." He whispers, rubbing his head but not getting up, sticking his tongue out at me. "I definitely have a concussion now."

I actually really hope he's being sarcastic. Not because I don't want to hurt him but he'll be a nightmare to take care of, even more than high-on-sugar-John.

"John, go break your arm somewhere else, I'm busy." I roll my eyes, sighing.

"Why? Oooo, what you doing?" He asks, standing up, surprisingly magically healed, and peering over my shoulder.

"No, go away."

"Is it bad? Wait, did I do something bad?"

"What, no! Just go away."

"Aw, but please Alex." He tugs on my shoulder like a child and I groan.

"John what do you want?"

His face lights up like a child in on Christmas. "Company."

"No."

"Bitch. I won't stop bothering him until you do."