Lellena: The Love Story

Crush... I mean Cush

When I arrive at college, I walk quickly up the stairs and sit in a little corner, because I don't want anyone to ask me what's next to me. How would one even explain that?

So, I'm sat here, watching a few more sneaky Jason edits (I need to make some more of my own soon), when I see the most amazing person in the whole wide world, Mabel, walking towards me. She's carrying a bin bag, which is unfortunately rather see through. When she gets over, she gently places the bag down, because what's in it needs to be handled with the utmost care.

Mabel unwraps her gift, just as awkwardly as she does everything else, and when she sees who is on the mush cush, she almost cries. Tears of joy, of course. Because it's MORK!!!!!!!!! He is truly beautiful. I'm kind of sad that I can't keep him. He will be missed. But he's going to a good home.

Mabel is absolutely over the moon with Mork, he's the best present ever!!! She cradles him gently, then holds him out in front of her to stare at him, then hugs him again, then stares at him again. She can't decide what to do, she can't get enough.

Then it's my turn. I take the cush out of the bag, and... OMG IT'S LUCAS AND MARK!!! GAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! MY TWO FAVOURITE PEOPLE IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!! I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE HAPPY IN MY LIFE. NOT EVEN WHEN WATCHING JASON EDITS, OR READING LOGAN PAUL FANFICTION!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!! I'M ABSOLUTELY ECSTATIC!!!!!!!!!

They both look absolutely BEAUTIFUL. Mark's pink hair is perfection. It almost hurts to look at, because he's not really here in front of me.

I hug Marcas to my chest, squeezing tight. I never want to let them go. Even when I'm old and wrinkly and on my death bed, I'll be clutching onto them with my weak frail arms, using what little strength I have left.

I'd unplug my life support to plug in my phone to play bass go boom one last time.

Anywayyyyy, I'm so happy, I'm riding on a high, like I dream of Jason riding me😩

I'm thinking about Jason's strong arms and thick thighs, when suddenly--

"Omg did you hear?!?!?!" Mabel squeals, breaks me out of my reverie.

"Wh-what?" I stumble, wiping the saliva from my mouth on my sleeve. My imagination got a bit carried away there. I quickly open my notes app and jot down the Jason fantasy I was just having, so I can go back later.

"Some NCT members are coming in today!!!" she shrieks, jumping up and down, jopping. "I hope Mork comes!!! UH, YOU THINK YA BIG BOI THROWING THREE STACKS!!!"

I could believe my ears. "WHAT?!?!?" I screech like an owl. "THERE'S NO WAY(V)!!!"

"Actually, there might be some WayV, " Mabel says.

"OMG!!! WHY BURNLEY? WHO WOULD COME TO BURNLEY? THERE'S NO CHANCE! IT CAN'T BE REAL? YOU BETTER NOT BE LYING TO ME. WHO TOLD YOU?"
I scream, absolutely overwhelmed. I can barely breath, I think I'm going into cardiac arrest, it's too much for me. It's even worse than when I almost died watching that one Jason thirst trap. I'm certainly dying, I've left my body, I'm floating floating floating, ascending to some great place, leaving all my problems behind. I'm dead. Yes, I can see it now, I'm buried in the earth,

"Here lies Ellena Mather
Lucas Lover
Mark Maven
Derulo Devotee
Daddy Agreste Addict
Ben Barnes Enthusiast
Kai Fanatic
Swiftie
Disappointing Daughter"

"Look!" Mabel shows me her phone, bringing me back to Earth, and there it is, clear as anything :
NCT's Instagram story. It's undoubtedly Burnley college. They're here. They're really here.

"Stop," I gasp. "Where are they?" I whisper. How lucky are we? I can't belieb it. I always hoped I'd meet NCT. It's one of my lifelong dreams.

"Wait. What are we doing? We can't just sit around, we have to go find them!" I shout, jumping up. Mabel is still sat down in shock, and I'm desperate, so I grab Mark away from her and dangle him over the balcony. That gets her up. She shoots towards him, almost yeeting herself over the balcony in the process. Figures, she'd definitely die for Mork.

"HOW DARE YOU?!" she turns towards me and hits me with Mark. I don't mind, Mark hitting me has always been a fantasy of mine.

"Sorry but I can't wait any longer, I HAVE to see them, I'm gonna die otherwise." I whine.

"Ok ok, let's go, come on!" She protectively hugs Mark close to her, shooting me a pointed look.

We walk around for a while, trying to spot them, but it seems like they're not even here. I'm so disappointed. I need to see them soon otherwise I'm gonna suffocate, it's a heavy weight on my chest. It's a longing so deep, so profound, it feels like it's ripping my stomach to shreds. Or maybe 🐢 was right and had a reason to go on about pregnancy for 10 minutes...

"It's 8:59, we should probably get to class now, " Mabel sighs. She looks just as disappointed as I feel. I'm heartbroken, how can NCT be here, so close, but yet so far away. This is pain like I've never felt it before. Looking around one last time, in hopes that I'll catch a glimpse of any of the members, I slowly trudge to my lesson. How am I supposed to pretend like I'm OK? How am I gonna get through a whole 2 hours of Maths? I'm devastated, I feel absolutely destroyed. And not in the good, "Daddy-Derulo-please-destroy-me", way.

I throw myself down into the chair, putting Marcas on the one next to me, and stare out of the window. With a heaving sigh, I wipe a tear from my eye before it has the chance to fall.

And when Charlotte starts talking very animatedly about hypothesis testing, I can't even pretend to care. How can anyone be that excited about stats? Especially on a day like today. A day where NCT are in college. And I can't even go see them.

Maybe magic isn't real after all.