Lafayette, Mon Amour - Lafayette x Reader (Modern AU - Full Story)

3 - Falling for him? Maybe...

A/n - I love this book idk why but I do. Probably because my sweet baguette is in it lol. Also this is another long chapter so beware. I'm having too much fun with this lol.

2nd POV

  You spent your lunch with the Hamilsquad and loved it. You had easily calmed down after your slight panic attack that didn't end up in fainting and you found the four guys interesting, funny and calming. Most of all, good friends. You found out that Laf absolutely loved strawberry milk, Herc was hoping to study fashion in college, Alex wanted to be a law or English major, and John just liked turtles. You basically blocked out Oliver and Jackson, but you figured they let you do that on purpose because they always gave you smug smirks whenever you looked back at them. Laf also liked cooking, apparently, which you found out after having a full blown French conversation with him. You smiled after the conversation, knowing that you now had someone to talk to in French.
  Laf then said, "Alex knows French, too." He smiled at Alex, who proceeded to say something in French.
  After Alex had talked to you, you went to get your food after a teacher went by the table screaming, "NO IDS!!!!!!" (I have to deal with that omg) You were halfway down the hallway to the food room when you noticed that Lafayette was following you.
  "Hey, Laf." You said casually.
  "Hellooooo." He said in the cutest voice ever as he caught up with you.
  "So, I'm guessing they haven't given you your ID yet?" You assumed, looking at him while you both sped down the hall to get your food.
  "Oui, they said they would have to take my picture first, so I have to wait until spring." He answered in disappointment. You just laughed. You had accidentally thrown yours away while beginning-of-school cleaning. (This is literally describing what I go through. This is the exact reason I have to wait to get my food at lunch omg) Your parents had forced you to clean your room, resulting in half starving through the day since you don't have breakfast. Ever.
  As you were walking down the hall, you for some reason kept staring at him. The way he walked had a perfect stride, his hips swaying a little. His hair bounced slightly as the both of you walked quickly. His eyes sparkled at the thought of food.
  He was perfect.

-another time skip brought to you by the spy-

  You couldn't deny it. After a few weeks of talking to the squad on the phone and in school and basically whenever you could with Laf, you knew you liked him. You just didn't know what to do. You didn't know how to tell him. You didn't know if you were going to tell him at all. All you knew was that you liked him. And so, you went to Jackson. You knew, that even though Jackson could be annoying, he could give some really good, actual advice on truely everything. You texted him.
Dumgurl: hey Jackson?
Datboi: ye
Dumgurl: soooo you know Laf right
Datboi: no shit
Dumgurl: lol well I think you were right
Datboi: HUUUUUUH *le GASP* UR FALLING FOR HIMMMM
Dumgurl: yeah shut up dipshit. Well I need advice
Datboi: u dont know how to tell him huh
Dumgurl: yea
Datboi: weel, just ax him to come to yo house to hang out, stay outsaad, and sit in yo tree, then talk a bit, get him all over you, let him sit on yo lap as you sitting up high in da tree and den kiss. Boom ba da boom done
Dumgurl: u planned for me to ask huh
Datboi: uh huh ;)

  You turned off your phone and tossed it next to you. You fell back on your bed and sighed, closing your eyes. You knew that was the way. You knew Jackson was right. He always studied both people before giving advice. He must know what Laf likes if he says that he's submissive enough to sit on your lap. You groaned and accepted yet another fate. All you had to do in this situation was ask him to come over and make sure that your conversation led to him getting all over you.
  That couldn't be too hard, right? Yep. It would be. And you knew it. You knew it too damn well.
  The next day you had panicked before even getting to school. You had to ask him today. It's now or never. You had made it to your first/second class of the day, math. It went by extremely slow. Math itself was boring, but waiting for the goal of the day? It would take absolute ages. You checked the clock every 2 to 5 minutes. Finally, the class ended. You were releived. But then science. Another class that was hated among most of the students. After science slowly went by, it was social studies. You eyed Laf the whole time, easily getting distracted from your work.
  And then it came. Lunch. The time you had to tell him. You sat there at the table, fiddling with your shirt.  You were looking down the whole time, not talking which was not normal to the others. You gave some glances at Jackson and all he did was mouth the words: Say it now!
  Laf was fed up.
  "Mon Ami, what is wrong? Why are you so quiet? Are you feeling sick?" He sounded so sweet. Your heart leaped in your chest. Don't make the crush obvious. Don't make the crush obvious. Don't make the crush obvious! You slowed your breathing and nodded.
  You turned to him and asked, "Laf, is it okay if you come over to my house after school?" You were surprised at how easy and smooth your voice sounded. His eyes lit up.
  "Oui! Oui! I would love to come over! I never thought you would ask, Mon Ami! I'd love to see what your home looks like." His smile was so innocent because unknowingly to him, soon he would be on your lap, kissing you. That is, if you conversed with him correctly.