--November 6th 2017--Quinn pov
I woke up with a pounding headache, my head feeling like it was splitting in two. The sunlight was streaming through the window and was way too bright, and I groaned, pulling the covers over my head. I tried to piece together the events of last night, but it was all a blur.
I realize something, I feel a warm body next to mine. My heart raced as I slowly turned my head, and there he was. GUS. God, why out of all people him?
I sat up quickly, ignoring the throbbing pain in my head. "What the hell?" I muttered under my breath. Gus stirred and opened his eyes, looking just as shocked as I felt.
"Quinn?" he said, his voice groggy. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here?" I snapped. "What are you doing here?"
He rubbed his eyes and sat up, the sheets falling away to reveal his bare chest. I quickly looked away, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I don't remember," he admitted. "Last night is a blur."
I have to try to remember how we ended up in this situation. The last thing I recalled was going to the bar with Celeste, seeing Gus and him getting emotional, going to the park, then going back to the bar.
"Okay, we need to figure this out," I said, trying to stay calm. "How did we end up here? Rather how did YOU end up here" i said. I guess since my place was quicker we just went to mine.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I have no idea."
I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. Anger, confusion, and something else I couldn't quite put my finger on.
This was going to be a long day. We both got dressed in awkward silence, each lost in our own thoughts. As I pulled on my jeans, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Gus. He looked just as disheveled and confused as I felt. This was surreal.
Does this count as progress for my mission?
Once we were both clothed, we stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say. Finally, Gus broke the silence. "Look, Quinn, whatever happened last night, let's just agree it was a mistake. No one needs to know about this."
"Oh. Okay.."
He gave me a curt nod and headed for the door. Just as he was about to leave, he turned back, his expression softer than I'd ever seen it. "Just friends."
"Yeah.." I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
As soon as he was gone, I collapsed back onto the bed, my mind racing. How had this happened? Gus and I were supposed to be people who tolerated each other? Or I guess friends since I have to save his life. Not... whatever this was.
I tried to push the thoughts away and focus on the day ahead, but it was impossible. The memory, or lack of, last night hung over me like a dark cloud.
I decided to take a shower, hoping the hot water would help clear my head. As I stood under the stream, I found myself replaying every interaction I'd ever had with Gus The arguments, the snide comments, the heated glares. But there were other moments too, ones I'd tried to forget. Like when we first met. Or the at the park last night when he was finally opening up.
As I got out of the shower and looked at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed. And I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I wrapped myself in a towel and headed back to my room, my mind still a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I had to get a grip. There was no way I could let this affect me, not today.
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