Lost Love // Hailee Steinfeld ✓

If It's Me and You Tonight, Baby, We Don't Gotta Stop

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"Can you hurry up?" I ask.

"Beauty takes time, not that you'd know." Hailee says.

"You're literally looking 2020's Sexiest Woman Alive." I say.

"Yeah, the year of COVID. No surprise that they gave it to a virus." Hailee says.

I roll my eyes and she comes out of the bathroom.

"You actually look somewhat decent. Thought you'd wear your, Y/n's-Biggest-Dick-Rider t-shirt." I say.

"Dick rider?" Hailee asks.

"Mhm. You should fondle my nuts while you're at it." I say.

"You are so childish." Hailee says as I chuckle.

She grabs a room key and I follow her out. Someone walks out of the elevator and she walks in. She tries to close the doors and I walk in.

"That was rude." I say as she presses the ground button.

"Fuck you." She says, as the doors close.

The elevator starts to move and suddenly stops.

"You fucking broke it." I say.

"I didn't even do anything." She says.

"Move." I say shooing her away.

I press the help button and hear a beep.

"Hello." A man says.

"Uh, the elevator stopped." I say.

"You probably took the out of order elevator." The man says.

"Someone literally used this elevator before us." Hailee says.

"Well, maybe you weren't as lucky. Just sit tight, the repair team will be there as soon as possible." The man says.

"Alright." I say.

I hear another beep and sigh.

"This is all your fault." I say.

"I didn't do anything. Maybe the elevator can't handle all your weight." Hailee says.

"I hit the gym everyday. I can't say the same about you." I say.

"Just shut up." Hailee says, sitting on the floor.

"Do you think we should lay flat just in case the elevator falls?" I ask, sitting down.

"Shut. Up." Hailee says.

30 minutes later...

"What's that one song you made in 2018? Shit was fire, I was bumping it lowkey." I say.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hailee mumbles.

"Someone will love you let me go." I sing.

"I think my song is better though." I say.

"Okay." Hailee says.