The Pretty List ~ A Lams AU

✨18 ~ There Are So Many Emotions✨

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"Alex, Alex, Alex, Alex!" I hear shouted at me through my sleep and I pull the covers over my head on instinct. "Nooo, Alex." He shakes me gently and I groan.

"Go away, I'm sleeping."

"No you're not, cmon it's snowing!"

I freeze, frowning. "Snow? It's May John."

"Well yes, the worlds fucked, court let me off if I faked a relationship, too many world wars, society is run by who's prettiest, it's snowing in May, now come on!" He tugs at me and I groan, pulling a pillow over my head.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"But snow's-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." He threatens and I sigh.

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"I hate you John, it's so fucking cold." I whisper, adjusting my hand in his as he drags me on. Ah, how the turn tabels.

Wait.

Wait no-

"Man up, it's not that cold." John mutters, obviously very determined.

"My nose is about to drop off."

"Stop being dramatic."

I huff, and I see my breath spiral in the air. I hate the cold, so much. I'd rather be warm. It's not fair that John's dragging me off somewhere to make a snowman or something.

God I swear he's about 5 years old.

"John can we-"

"Complain one more time and I bury you in the snow."

"Fine, ok ok."

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"Alex you've got to actually help."

"But I- Fine." I groan like a kid, picking up a handful of snow, and shoving  it on the snowman he'd made. "Like that?"

"Sure. Be delicate to Bob though."

"Bob?"

"Yeah, I named him Bob. got a problem with that?"

I sigh and keep pressing on snow to his idiot snowman. He'd brought me to this giant as field, that was practically deserted, maybe because it was 6 fucking am in the morning. How did I let him drag me out of bed at 6 am, why?!

I glance over at John, and do a double take when I realise what he's holding. "What the fuck is that?!"

"Snow penis," He says, cradling it like a baby.

"Snow penis?"

"How the fuck is Bob supposed to pee if he has no penis?"

"I- well-"

"Or have sex with his lady friend?"

"Yeah ok no," I turn away from him, pulling out my phone, the screen barely reacting to my freezing fingers. I sigh slightly.

God I could be asleep right now. I want my bed, my nice warm cosy be-

I yelp as something cold hits then back of my neck, jumping forward slightly, then scream very loudly as it goes down my shirt. OH MY GOD-

I turn around violently, "Did you just throw the snow penis at me?!"

He giggles, pressing his lips together.

"It went down my shirt you asshole!"

He just laughs harder.

Oh no the fuck he doesn't. I will get my revenge. Mark my words.

I grin evilly and pick up a hand full of snow off the floor, racing towards him.

He lets out a yelp, realising what I'm about to do and sprint in the opposite direction.

"Come back here dickwad." I hiss, smirking to myself, my feet struggling to get a grip on the snow as I trip over and struggle back up.

I laugh, and he shouts out, "Alex no don't please I'm sorry, no wait!"

I tackle him down onto the floor, shoving my handful of snow down his shirt. He lets out a loud squeal as we hit the floor.

"You little shit! No, I will-"

"No John, now we're even," I laugh, flipping myself over so he can't shove more snow down my shirt.

I suddenly realise the position we're in, me pinned underneath him, and I blush slightly, sniffing from the cold. He has a faint smile on his face, both of us out of breath. His cheeks are red like his nose, and really, right now I honestly don't mind. I just don't mind. I don't mind that I'm pinned down in the snow right now. I don't mind that the person I hated just a few months ago and found unbelievably annoying was looking down at me with the cutest expression on his face. I don't mind that I love him, I really don't.

My eyes keep involuntarily darting down to his lips. Fuck damnit. I really want him to kiss me, so bad. I've never wanted him to this badly. Imagine what a picture perfect moment this would be, so perfect. I smile slightly at the mere thought.

I feel his eyes dart down to my lips just once, a small motion, but I don't mind that it sets butterflies in my stomach. I don't mind that I feel nervous. I don't mind that I'm excited. And I certainly don't mind when he kisses me.

Awwww fuck yeah!

I smile slightly into the kiss, my lips freezing and almost numb. My god this has to be one of the best moments ever.

One of his hands slowly reaches down and cups my cheek, but I don't care that it's like deathly cold.

He pulls away though, after not long enough and I watch as he looks away and his cheeks go bright red, redder than they were from the cold.

"S-sorry, people were watching," He mumbles, and something in me just dies.

It was all fake, remember. Everything we did was for the people, so they would know. We're not actually this perfect couple, we're not actually cute couple you see in the media, too perfect for our own good. We're not actually in love, no matter how much I may wish we were or how much it feels like it. We're not.

We just can't be.

I nod slowly, swallowing as he got off me and held out his hand to pull me up.

Still got to act like we're in love.

God what did I get myself into, I never thought this would happen. Now I'm just hurting myself. John will never feel like I do to him, I'm starting to sound like I'm in a goddamned tragedy. And it sucks. Because it's going to end in heartbreak.

I'm going to get hurt.

And there's nothing I can do about this.

sooooo im crying, how are there so many emotions in this chapter??????

also i think this is halfway????????? idk