The Wanderer Love - A William Control Fanfiction

kill time with me

[WIL'S P.O.V.]

We struggled to get back to the motel room because of Lupe's little video she took of me. She posted it on Instagram. I was only bothered by it because I usually keep a serious time on my Instagram. The only way I found out was because my fans were going bezerk over it.

I would try to swipe her phone away to delete it but she would dodge all of my attempts. Once she saw I was annoyed and serious, she would fling one of her gummies at me. She even put some ice cream on my nose.

After a good battle of attacking each other, we made it to the hotel room.

"Thought we'd never make it" Lupe said flopping back on the bed.

I dragged her a bit, "get your shoes off the bed you filthy brat"

"Hey!" Lupe said flopping over to face me, "Why you gotta be like that? I'm no brat" she said proceeding to take her shoes off.

I shrugged putting my pizza in the microwave to cook and served myself a scoop of ice cream.

Lupe turned on the tv. After a lot of changing channels, she settled on Rick and Morty.

I took a seat next to her on the bed against the headboard. Looking at her closely, she didn't really seem to have a "resting bitch face"as people said. It more looked concentrated. Her long black hair complemented her tan skin very well. Weirdly, her eyebrows were slightly lighter. They would forrow together as her resting face. Her lips looked plump and were accompanied with a beautymark on the left side of her chin. It matched the beautymark in the middle of her wrist. They were unique and both looked about the same size.

She looked sleepy, maybe she should get to bed. I mean, I don't know her sleeping habits and how the insomnia effects her but she won't be happy in the morning if she wastes good sleeping time.

"You should sleep" was all I could manage to say without sounding too inconsiderate.

She looked up to me raising an eyebrow, "you go to sleep!"

I laughed knowing that was going to be the response. "Suit yourself"

She only looked back to the tv and grabbed her teddy bear.

It was a childish thing to carry around a bear but I knew what it meant to her.

[LUPE'S P.O.V.]

Rick and Morty was great and all, but I still really wanted to ask Wil about his past, even if it brought up his drug and alcohol abuse.

I hated gripping this bear whenever something is on my mind that I'm scared to talk about. It was comforting but wasn't mentally healthy. I don't suppose staying up this late is either but, I know it takes some time to ask questions like these.

I look up to Wil, his lips colored in the sherbert ice cream. This man always looks like he has a thoughts racing through his head. I hope he's the kind of man to be tough on the outside but really caring within. I know there has to be more to him than sex, drugs violence, music, and fame.

"What?" Wil asked glancing to me, meeting my stare.

Caught redhanded I say "Wil, could I ask you about your childhood?"

He puts his bowl on the nightstand besides him. He fidegets a bit before replying "what about it?"

"Well I'm just intrigued because of your books. I was just womdering if it had any direct parallels to your life" I said nervously.

"If you're asking about the drug use and alcohol, then yes" he says in one big sigh.

I sit up, "we don't have to go to deep into it but I just know you've been sober for years now. I wanted to tell you that it's a strong situation to come out of. It says a lot about you" I said smiling hoping to comfort him.