Jily One Shots 2

broken elevator

A/N: hi i'm back for a bit to give u guys more one shots enjoy xxx
disclaimer: not my one shot written on fanfiction.net by Analu-sam

Twenty... Nineteen... Eighteen. The numbers on the elevator's small screen were decreasing little by little as it advanced. Lily watched the numbers too closely, trying to disguise the fact that she was terribly uncomfortable with that awkward moment in the elevator.

You know that moment when you step into the elevator, see a person you don't like very much inside, mumble a hurried "good night" just out of politeness and then have no idea where to look? That was exactly how Lilian Evan felt at that moment.

She was counting the seconds she would get out of there and get rid of that silent company of the not always so silent James Potter.

She couldn't understand why the hell he'd decided to work overtime on the exact same day as her and still take the same elevator. The law firm was huge, it had several elevators, why did it have to be just that one?

Not that she had anything against him, she didn't tend to hate people. She just couldn't stand a second of his company. Okay, maybe that was pretty much the same as hating, but that's beside the point.

The fact was that James Potter was a charismatic person, so charismatic it was irritating. Always loved by all the interns, always the darling of the bosses, despite not having a perfect job like hers.

But whenever there was a presentation with the boss, he was the one who always had the most magical words that made them enchanted, she, despite her good work, was always overly nervous on these occasions. Maybe it was just overwork, but you never know.

But if that was all she would still put up with him, what was worse was his superior look and his arrogant bearing. Not that he'd ever said anything rude to her, but her arrogance was evident. And Lily had never gotten along with people like that.

Although he was indeed a good lawyer, admitting that would be death to Lily. She had always been a very proud person and patience was not her greatest virtue. Her classmates were always teasing her about the redheads' hot tempers, but Lily pretended she didn't hear. And she still couldn't stand that damn James Potter in silence, while all the others opened wide smiles to greet him. Ah... How she wished that the day when she was promoted and changed sectors would come soon.

Well, but it wasn't going to come now. At least not at eleven-thirty at night in that old elevator.

Seventeen... sixteen... She looked sideways, her damn James Potter seemed totally oblivious to that tension she put in the air, fiddling with her cell phone carelessly. He looked extremely tired, but despite that he was as handsome as ever, or rather handsome as ever. He ran his hands through his hair in a casual gesture.

Lily looked away, she hadn't noticed the other's beauty, or at least she didn't think she had. She went back to counting her precious seconds.

Fifteen...Fourteen...Wearily, she closed her eyes and sighed, the beautiful images of her warm bed and sheets came to her mind. And when she opened her eyes she realized two things were wrong.

The first was that the elevator was no longer moving. And the second is that the lights had gone out, that or she was blind of course. She bit back a scream, having just remembered that she was a little claustrophobic.

He felt a cold hand on his shoulder and this time he couldn't contain a cry. Was that death? That's what she thought, but when she heard a low laugh and turned around, she came face to face with the smiling figure of James Potter lit up by a lighter.

"I'm sorry I scared you," he said, but the smile on his face showed that he didn't feel anything at all. Despite not admitting it, he was fully aware of the redhead's hatred for him and I could even say that he felt bad about it, but that would be a lie. After all, that hatred for no reason was his greatest amusement. He had no idea how dangerous it was to mess with an angry redhead, or he had and he was terribly masochistic. Never know.