The Pretty List ~ A Lams AU

✨34 ~ #GaslightGatekeepGirlboss✨

it would work to end the fic there huh?

but nah, ive still got a few more daggers up my sleeve, im not done w u guys just yet :)

"Fuck you, take it back!"

"Never!"

"I am not 5'2!" I yell, pausing running for just a second, panting. "But I am out of breath."

"And 5'2."

I flip John off. "Fuck you."

"Not if you ask like that I won't." He crosses his arms.

"I'm 5'5."

"No you're not. You're small. You're 5'2. At the tallest."

"No the fuck I am not!" I yell, running after him. Unfortunately, he is much much faster than me, and I am no where near catching up to him to make him take it back. It's not my fault he's super tall.

"Ha ha, 5'2." He calls out behind him.

"Shut up I am 5'5!"

"You're not 5'5. You're 5'2."

"I am 5'5! And even if I'm not, but I am, I would not be 5'2." I stop, looking up the stairs at John who sticks his tongue out at me. "That's like so far off."

"No. Everyone looks small to me. And you're the same size as my 14 year old sister. Who's 5'2."

"Shut up, I am not. Your vision is just really distorted because you're so tall."

"No, you're just as tall as a 14 year old and too afraid to admit it."

"Fuck you." I sigh, still unable to catch my breath. "I am not."

"Besides," He continues, "If you are 5'5, I was 5'5 at 13. That's still small. You're like 20. And 5'5." He puts air-quotes around the last 5'5.

"I am 5'5. That's not small. You're like, insanely tall for a year older than me, it's weird."

"You're just small and in denial." He flips me off.

"Come downstairs. Please. I can't physically walk up there. And I promise not to beat you up." I sigh, looking down.

He looks at me suspiciously, before coming down the stairs.

"See look," I look at him as he stands in front of me, "I'm not 5'2. How tall are you?"

"I don't know." He shrugs.

"What?"

"I never checked. How tall do you think I am?"

"I don't know... Like 8'9?"

"Babe no."

"Well at least now you're down here," I fall forward and he catches me, yelping, "Please carry me. I'm so tired. It's your fault I ran after you."

"Alex, I-"

"Please." I look up at him innocently, "All because you won't admit I'm 5'5."

"That's still really short though." He raises an eyebrow at me, and I stand up again and press my lips to his to shut him up.

"Shhh. 5'5."

"But-"

"I'm 5'5." I kiss him again. "Now please carry me because my legs are too tired to physically walk anymore."

"You're so annoying," He sighs, but reaches out and pick me up bridal style. "I hate you."

"I love you too dumbass. And thank you." I lean towards him and kiss him, breaking it with a smile. "But don't put me down."