DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER [Lana Winters x Reader]

- 7 -

Y/N's POV:

"Boring night, right?" I hear a voice behind me. I turn around and spot beautiful girl.

"I'm sorry, but are you talking to me?"
I smile.

"Do you see anyone else? Maybe you do what you are drinking?" She laughs and I laugh too.

"I'm sorry, but this is my first party like that and I don't know what to do" I answer.

"Oh, I totally understand. I have to be here every year. It's so boring." She says.

"Why every year?" I ask.

"Because of my father. And when I finally saw young person like you around this old people, I decided to join you" She laughs.

"Oh, I'm so glad you did" I smile. "What's your name?"

"Sophia and you?"

"I'm Y/N"

"Soo... Y/N what are you doing here?"

"I'm Lana Winters' coworker. I unfortunately have to be here" I answer.

"Who is Lana Winters?" She asks.

"Oh my god! Finally someone who don't know her either!" I laugh.
"She is a writer so am I. My roomate told me if I don't know Lana Winters I shouldn't call myself a writer" I say.

"A writer? Interesting" She smiles.

We talked for almost 2 hours. We had so many topics in common. Sophia just told me a funny story and we laugh, but somebody interrupts us.

"Ms. Y/L/N? Lana asks and looks at Sophia.

"Oh, Sophia this is Ms. Lana Winters."

"Glad to meet you" She smiles.

"Yeah, yeah.." Lana rolles her eyes. "Could I ask you for a moment?" She answers me.

"S..Sure" I say.

"I'm drunk" She whispers to me.

"What?" I laugh.

"Y/N. I'm serious. I'm drunk. I'm aware of that. Please take me to my home" She says.

Did I hear it right? Lana Winters drunk? It seems impossible. I can't believe it.

"What? Why me? I also drank. Besides I don't have a car." I answer.

"Take mine" She says.

"Where is your assistant?" I ask.

"I sent her home" She barely answers.

"Jesus" I sigh. "Okay. Wait here"

I rush towards bar to take my purse.

"Where are you going?" Sophia stops me.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go. It's was so nice to meet you" I answer.

I came back and Lana is not here. Fuck. Where could she go? I look around and spot her next to the waiter. She is taking glass of wine. I run towards her.

"That's enough for you Ms. Winters" I take glass from her hands.

I grab her arm and lead us to car. I place Lana on seat. I take deep breath and beg Universe to not to meet any police on road. Meet a police when I'm a little drunk and is the last thing I want.

"Where do you even live?" I ask Lana.

She barely gives me the address, but I understand.
Fortunately, we arrived safely. I help her to get out of car and lead us to door.

"Fuck, keys" I sigh. "Lana?" I ask.

"Hm?" She asks while her head is resting on my shoulder.

"Where do you have keys?" I ask.

"In purse" She answers.

"And the purse is??? In car. Fuck fuck"
I say to myself. "Wait a second" I place her.

"You smell so good, don't leave me" She hug me and says.

"Lana wait" I say and run to car.

I open the door and the view of her beautiful house shock me.
I place Lana on sofa and look at her. I can't leave her like that. I try to take off her blazer.

"You are so beautiful" She says.

I ignore her, because I thought that she just talk stupid things just like drunk people.

"I'll bring you some water" I go to kitchen.

"Here" I help her to drink.

"What should I do with you" I ask myself.

"You look so beautiful today" Lana answers, but she said that very quiet I didn't hear her.

"What?" I ask.

Lana open her eyes and looks at me.
She strokes my cheek and push her soft lips towards mine. Even if she is drunk she gives me enough time to decline that kiss. I don't know why I kiss her back. I wanted it. I feel like I was waiting for it forever.

"Please stay with me" Lana says.