The Wanderer Love - A William Control Fanfiction

late night deep conversations.

[LUPE'S P.O.V.]

He returned into the room smiling but he kept his head down.

I just stared at him make his way back to the bed. He jumped onto it leaning his head back on the headboard once again.

He decided to finally look at me smirking. "Well, come sit, I'm lonely, I won't bite" he said chuckling. "Not yet at least."

I rolled my eyes, "Listen, if we're going to get along, you have to stop treating me like one of your groupies."

"You're right, but it's funny" he shrugged still smirking.

"Whatever, you got some twisted humor mate" I said walking to the nightstand and grabbing the semi-lit bowl and taking a seat next to Wil on the bed also leaning on the headboard.

I sighed lighting the bowl again and inhaling.

"So you're really not bothered by me making fun of your daddy kink?" He said staring at me taking a hit.

"Well, to be honest, I didn't really pay any mind to it. I wasn't about to deny I had it or get embarrassed. Life isn't made for regrets, it's already a bitch." I said through smoke turning my body to him.

He raised an eyebrow, "so you're telling me you don't regret not leaving your home sooner?"

"First of, it wasn't my home, it was just a house to me. Also, no, I don't regret it. It gave me a lot of time to think of what I wanted for myself and who I wanted to be."

"Ah, sounds cool." He looked down at my bowl saying "do you mind if I have some?"

"Oh shit, yeah" I said passing him the bowl. "Uh, just be careful, it's Chernobyl"

I watched him take a hit. His cheekbones were emphasized in his inhale. He leaned his head back making a squinty face holding in the smoke. His eyebrows forrowed closer togther the more he held in the smoke. He let out the smoke in a strong exhale.

He started coughing and I panicked.

"Oh god" I said patting his back harder than I should have. "Boi, why? Don't you know you don't have to hold it in to get higher? The THC is absorbed immediately after taking the hit!"

He regained his breathing but said "I'm fine!" through small coughs. "Geez girl! Lay off the patting"

I stopped patting his back calming down. I took the bowl from his hands to clear the weed out in the trash and put my bowl back in my bookbag.

I could practically feel his stare as I walked to the mini fridge next to the tv and squatting to get him a water. I sat back on the bed next to him.

"Please don't blow out a lung" I said handing him the cold water.

He smiled taking the water to take a big chug. "Thanks doll"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm trying to be nice but ya won't stop being a fuckboy"

He wiped his lips in urgency to speak. "I'm not! I swear! It's just my personality, you'll get used to it" he said with a serious tone.

I took his word for it, "Alright man"

"I know you're not like the girls I usually meet on tour. That's a good thing, sometimes what a band really needs is a chill person to keep them down to earth. In a way, all this flirting and bringing up of your daddy kink was just to test it"

"Test what?" I said confused. "There isn't anything you can ask me about that will make me uncomfortable"

"I don't know" he said shrugging. "I guess I just wanted to see if there was another way to get you to open up after you denied talking at the diner"