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"Actually," a seductive voice says, "I am from WayV." He grins up at me from where he's lying on the floor, eyes half closed.

"Oh my god." I repeat, losing all oxygen to my brain.

"Nope. It's just me, Lucas." He shoots me another jexy smirk, and I almost die right there. As if I don't know who he is. 'You're the love of my life' I want to scream. Without the s😏

"And you are?"

"Yangyang!" I blurt out, completely out of control of my mouth.

"Oh you are yangyang!?"

"I - I'm - I -" I can't get any words out, this is so embarrassing. Then it hit me like I'd just hit him. I'd just hit him! I almost killed my idol, the love of my life, my favourite person.

"Oh my god, are you ok???" I rush down the stairs, which is NOT a good idea because I can't do stairs, and I'm very clumsy. So, of course, I fall. And land on Lucas. As if yeeting him down the stairs wasn't bad enough, now I've just landed on him and squished him. Great. I take it back, I wish I'd never met him. This is the most embarrassing moment of my life. And I've had MANY embarrassing moments. The near Y/N moment with scout...the possible pregnancy incident...the whole jemistry olympiad...the list goes on and on...

"Wow," he groans, wincing. "You really know how to charm a man."

I blush, looking into his eyes, and I suddenly realise how close our faces are. Our bodies. I'm suddenly aware of every little place where we touch, every connection.

"Sor - sorry - I'm so so sorry, I didn't didn't mean to to -" I mumble, shooting up off him.

"我好开心你做到了" he softly mumbles, staring into my eyes. My legs shake.

"Sorry?"

"You already said sorry," he says, still gazing into my soul.

"No I mean, what did you say?"

"Nothing." he replies, breaking the jorgasmic eye contact. A shadow passes across his face. I heave a sigh of relief; that eye contact was almost too much for me, I've been reduced to jelly. Which is coincidentally mine and Jason's ship name🤭

"Hey?" Lucas says softly. I stop thinking about Jason and look down at him.

"Jeah?", I reply.

"I-", is all he gets out before someone cuts him off.

"Basically I just need - Ellena? What are you doing on the stairs, you have chemistry now!"

"Oh no," I thought to myself. "This is going to be jawkward."

"Well?"

It feels like a boyfriend meeting a father.

I look down at Lucas, helplessly. He opens his mouth to speak, but I can't let him be the one to explain. He's been through enough.

I take a deep breath, look up, pray to yangyang, and turn to face 🐢.

"Errm well you see, I'm err, I just went to the toilet and..." I trail off, unable to think of a reason without saying I accidently almost committed manslaughter.

"Ellena... This isn't like the student I know and love. Are you feeling ok? Do you need any help?", he says whilst staring at me.

"No no! I'm ok! Honestly!"

"Yeah, er, you may be, love, but I am not. I think something's wrong," Lucas gasps and closes his eyes, his face scrunched up in pain.

I quickly squat down and try to see what's wrong with him. "Where does it hurt? What's wrong? Tell me? You're not gonna die are you?! I don't think I could cope!" I start panicking now, what have I done?

"Who's this Ellena?", 🐢 demands, grabbing me by the shoulders. "Is he a student, and why is he on the floor? What happened?"

I can't do it. I can't look my favourite teacher, the whole reason I'm even here, in the eye and tell him what I've just done. It would break me. He'd be so disappointed, and I can't do that to him.

But I don't have to.

"I fell!" Lucas blurts out, wincing as he tries to look at 🐢. "I'm so clumsy, I should've been paying more attention." He looks up at me through thick eyelashes, and the sun catches his face in a way(v) that makes me gasp. He looks absolutely jeavenly. "Ellena here found me and came to my rescue." He gives me a small wink.

"Is this true, Ellena? I knew there'd be a reason you were out of lesson! You're such a gud student!" He gives me a thumbs up and a jepic smile😀👍

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a smile appear on Lucas' face. But then suddenly it changes, contorts into a face of such pain and anguish that I feel it in my heart.

"Lucas!" I scream, shaking him. "Joseph, I think we should call an ambulance! Now!"

"Yes, yes, of course, you're quite right! Right away!" he says whilst frantically searching for his phone. Which isn't a well gud idea when he has his laptop in his hands. I see it before it even happens. "Joseph no!" I cry, but it's too late. There's a series of loud clunks as his precious laptop falls down the stairs. I don't even want to look at his face. I know what will be upon it, and I don't know if I can handle that.

"My- my - my laptop, " he gasps. I clutch Lucas' shirt as I watch 🐢 sink down to the ground and pick up the largest piece of his laptop, which is about 10cm and cradle it in his arms. "My baby," he whispers, "I'm so sorry. So so sorry. Forgive me."

As much as it pains me to do, I shout "Joseph! Now is NOT the time. We need an ambulance!"

He startles and looks up like a deer caught in headlights. Or I suppose a turtle caught in a net.
"Yes, you're right, I'm sorry," he mumbles, wiping a tear with his jexy blue jumper. He holds his hand in front of his face and frantically stabs the numbers into his little nokia. At least that won't break if he drops it.

I bring my focus back to Lucas, and cradle his head above my knees. "You're gonna be ok, baby," I whisper into his ear.

"Baby?"

I freeze. Oh no. He did not just hear that. I slowly raise my head, and see that Lucas is awake. He did indeed hear that. He's looking at me with a curious expression, one I can't quite place. "Er, omg, I'm so sorry, I'm just so stressed, I'm really really worried about you, I don't -"

"Shhhh shhhh shhhh", he places a finger on my lips. It's soft and gentle against my skin. "It's okay, I know, I think that -"

"OK, AN AMBULANCE IS ON THE WAY!" 🐢 shouts, making me jump. "Now I'm going to see if Maz can save my poor beautiful baby."

And with that, he's gone.

Leaving me alone with Lucas. A tingle goes through my stomach. Or was it my stomach?🤭

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