Someone like you - lander AU

3 - bus ride

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️Guys before this chapter starts I want to put a huge TW. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

They do some really terrible stuff in conversion therapy that I'm researching atm and I will include warnings before each chapter but I just want you to be aware of the fact that in conversion camps/therapy, people are harmed physically AND mentally, starved, beaten, forced into heterosexual sex, and it just overall isn't a great experience. This story won't be AS graphic but it will still include most if not everything mentioned above. I will not be including any sex in this story since they are minors and such but it will be talked about by the 'higher ups'/councilors. If you are sensitive to ANY of those topics, skip some of the chapters that include them and/or don't read this story. I don't want anyone to be upset with me or anything over this story, it's just a topic that I'm genuinely interested in and I think this story has potential. We need to ban conversion therapy because this shit is terrible!

Also In this AU Zander's parents never got divorced which means he lives in the UK and he has a British accent 😎

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I woke up at 1:30 in the morning to make a flight to the US by 3. Lucky for me I live close to town so I didn't have to go far. My mom drove me, because my dad refused to be in the same room as me.

After we arrived in America, we had to use a rental car to get to the bus I was taking to the camp. Which was another 2 hours.

Mom dropped me off twenty minutes early, giving me a lengthy goodbye before hopping back into the rental. She cried the whole time. She said she didn't want me to go and that she loved me.

I sat on the ground, my head resting on my hand. There was already people there waiting for the bus, but more arrived as 2 pm got closer.

The twenty minutes felt like an hour of silence. Slowly but surely, everyone started splitting off into groups or cliques.

I was still alone.

"Hey"

I looked up to see a rather short girl with bright pink hair.

"Hi?" I replied, sitting up straight.

"What's your name?"

"Zander?"

Her eyes lit up. "Alexzander? Wickham?"

I nodded slowly in confusion. What was this girl getting at?

"Luke! I found your roommate!"

Trotting over came a tall, tan, muscular man with auburn hair and the brightest golden eyes I'd ever seen. Freckles littered his face. He was wearing an oversized gray crew neck sweatshirt and baggy jeans with white Reeboks.

She held her hand out for me and I took it, hoisting myself off the ground.

"I'm Milly by the way" she said, resting her hand on her hip. "That's Hailey"

I waved cautiously at the three of them. I had no intentions of building friendships over these next 12 weeks.

"I'm pretty sure that Lukey Pookie over here is your roommate" Milly said, grabbing Luke by the arm and pulling him towards me.

"Cool" I said, taking a step back as she shoved him closer.

"So uh, why are you here?"

I hesitated for a minute. For a split second, I thought she might've been undercover or something stupid like that. But nope. This girl is most definitely a lesbian.