Wintercearig (A Lawlorff fanfiction)

Chapter 2

It only takes Kian and I a couple of hours to have all of my belongings packed. Once they're all in the car, we join the suitcases and head towards Ki's house.

"So Sam.. who's the lucky girl in your life right now?" He asks, trying to make small talk. I snort internally because the irony of my male crush asking me who the lucky female in my life is simply too hilarious.

"As if. I'm hardly a chick magnet." I laugh at my own joke and he does to.

"If only you knew..." He whispers and I pretend not to hear because what the fuck. What does that even mean? "I could see if Andrea has any single friends? We could double date!" Kian says enthusiastically and I smile in agreement. If it will make him that happy, it'll be worth it.

I come back into reality to see the front side of done small diner. God no.

You shouldn't be eating fat ass.

Kian wants somebody thin. Like Andrea.

You're ugly already but food will make it worse.

Fatty.

Look at your thighs and decide if it's worth it, faggot.

The voices in my head are strong and I am so busy listening to them that I don't notice Kian staring at me incredulously. I smile a little and pray that we're just picking someone up. But nope. God's not on my side. Kian grand my hand in his and we enter the restaurant.

"Table or booth?" Our blonde waitress asks Ki. She doesn't even acknowledge me as her and Kian flirt for nearly twenty minutes. I sigh and rest my chin on his shoulder but he shrugs me off and continued to flirt with then girl who's not Andrea nor is it me.

"C'mon Ki. I'm tired of standing." I whine childishly and tug on his sleeve. "Kiannn" I groan into his neck and he finally surrenders.

"Uh, Missy. Could we get a booth for two please? Someone it's getting a little impatient." He asks the blonde bimbo and I smile in victory.

"Anything for you, cutie!" She says and leans forward a bit giving Kian a clear look down her top. She starts strutting away after grabbing two menus and I can tell Kian's watching her hips as she walks. Ugh, he's obviously straight. Kill me.

We're seated at a booth beside the window and she gives us our menus. "So what would y'all like to drink?" Missy asks.

"Cola's fine with me" Kian says politely.

"And I think I'd like an ice water with extra ice." I ask kindly and she scribbles it down.

"Alrighty. I'll be back in just a moment." She says and bounces away from us. I pull my knees up to my chest and watch the people walk by so I don't have to look at him.

"Sam, look at meee" Kian whines and I obey reluctantly.

"What?" I ask grumbley.

"We'll what do you wanna eat? Get anything you want, I'll buy." He sings near the end and I grin.

"Thanks for the offer but I don't really want anything." I remember my thighs and tighten my grip around my knees.

"C'mon, you haven't ate since I picked you up this morning, at least eat something." He looks at me hopefully and smile a, soft little smile. Why the fuck is he allowed to be that hot?

I have to stop myself from thinking of his dark eyes looking at me beggingly (a/n is that even a word??) from a sinful position. I imagine his luscious lips taking my cock into his warm mouth and I--

"Here are your drinks" I jump slightly at the blonde simply setting down our beverages. "Have you two decided what you would like to eat?" She asks Kian, only slightly glancing at me.

"Uh, yeah. I'll have the crispy chicken sandwich with cheese bites and he would like a cesar salad with light vinaigrette." Kian orders nicely and I groan internally. The waitress miss and scribbles down our order as she walks to another table.

"Kian, why'd you do that?"

"We can't have our lil Sammers going hungry now can we?" He smiles one of his bright, white, Kian Lawley smiles and I take in his extraordinary features. Beautiful deep brown eyes, blonde and turquoise hair styled into a perfect quiff, collarbones to die for and a luxury tan that nearly no one can get. Flawless. Kian Lawley is absolutely flawless.

··|KIAN'S POV|··
(a/n surprise ig?)

"We can't have our lil Sammers going hungry now can we?" I say with a smile. I care about him so very much. I worry about him too. Like some days he forgets to eat or take his insulin or he'll just be really sad looking and I want to do my best to keep him in prime condition so he stays alive as long as I. Just like Andrea.

She's perfect. Every single thing about her. From her soft hair to her chocolatey eyes. I never laid my eyes on nice brown eyes until hers. They're gorgeous (a/n yes I know that her eyes aren't brown but they're going to be for the sake of the story ight?). And her body oh god the things I wanna do to her. And she had such a great sense of humor and style. I love her so much. But there's one fault that I can see in her... she doesn't like Sam. Like she'll deal with him but that's it. It really sucks though because I feel like I should pick her over Sammers because I mean, we're dating for Christs sake. But Sam, he's been there with me through it all; we're best friends, always have been. And we tell each other everything. I don't want to lose that. I don't want to lose my relationship either..

The debate in my head stops when our food arrived. I devour mine and Sam picks at his but we're both silent the entire time.

After paying for our meal and making some small talk with Sam we're back in the car and we continue our journey home.