i don't know if you guys know him but he's the mmc from the american roomate experiment by elena armas. anyway, hope you enjoy!!!!
(also this chapter is called labyrinth because the song labyrinth has the lyrics in it that are written in italics and bold, so i hope you catch that reference:))
y/n pov
i like him too much for my own good. i know it was wrong but my heart couldn't care less.
Lucas Martin. Spanish god. The greatest cook ever. My best friend. Also the man i was hopelessly falling for.
I knew everything about him there was to know. The way his voice sounds when he wakes up in the morning or the way he listens to jazz music while working out. he was the ray of sunshine bringing light in my black and white world. i adored the way he'd get worried about me or how he has tiny little freckles on his nose that can only be seen up close. i felt safe with him. i felt protected. i needed him. i needed him to hold me and tell me that he felt the same way about me.
So, when he asked me out and told me he liked me after ranting about how this could go wrong and how if i don't feel the same way, it was surprising to be frankly honest. how could he ever think somebody could ever not like him? Obviously i said yes. i also gathered up the courage and told him i liked him too.
it was the day of the date. i was dressed in a cute white dress which was casual but not too casual because i didn't know where we were going. i had some light makeup on and some cute jewellery.
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the dress^ but you can pick anything you want.
the doorbell rang just in time. i was nervous to say the least. i took a deep breath in and opened the door.
"hi!", he said with the biggest smile on his face. he had a bouquet of lilies in his hand that he was holding out to me. he remembered that lilies were my favourite flower. he was dressed in a white shirt and had light blue baggy jeans on. he had his sunglasses dangling from his shirt and the top buttons of his shirt were open.
"hi lucas", i said, smiling.
he pulled me in for a hug and i swear to you i almost passed out for how good he smelt. he handed me the flowers and said, "i hope lilies are still your favourite", knowing that my top favourites change quite a bit.
after assuring him that they were, i went to put them in a vase, grabbed my purse and left with him.
he opened the car door for me. "where are we going?", i asked curiously. he chuckled and said "you'll see when we get there"
he played taylor swift for me and i started singing loudly and so did he because he knew some on the lyrics from listening to me listen to these songs so often. we laughed so much our stomachs hurt.
