I'm Not Excited [DISCONTINUED; REBOOTED]

The 'WWY' Game

"I'm not fond of torture porn films," Illyana said, grabbing popcorn from the bowl. "But I make an exception for the Saw movies."

"Really?" Ezra chuckled, his head on Illyana's thigh. "Lawrence Gordon creeped me out."

"Me too, but I always had a crush on Adam. I'm just pretty weird when it comes to crushes," Illyana chuckled.

Ezra furrowed his brow. "Really? I-I'm I in that category? Y'know... Just by any chance?"

Illyana looked down at him, holding back a smirk. "You really wanna know?" She asked, shoving a piece of popcorn down his mouth. "You're the weirdest - in a good way, I guess. You're the unexpected one; the Prince Charming from the night I met you."

Ezra chuckled, wrinkling his nose. "Okay, let's say it hadn't been me whom you had met that night. And let's say it was any other one of the boys. Who would be your crush?"

Illyana cackled, covering her mouth with her hand. The question itself, however, was pretty interesting. "Well, Baio is married. Ros is gay. So I guess CT, which is weird cause he's like, a brother to me!"

"What about an Arctic Monkey?" Ezra asked, smiling, lifting himself up and sitting down next to Illyana.

"Matt Helders. No doubt about it," Illyana replied. "Okay, it's my turn. How about... Jennifer Lawrence or Emma Stone, but in redhead cause y'know, you've got a thing for redheads," Illyana winked, nudging Ezra's shoulder.

Ezra blushed lightly, placing his head on Illyana's shoulder. "Emma is adorable, Jen is quirky. You're a hybrid of them, actually. But I'll say Emma because of the hair. Blondes aren't my thing."

Especially a certain Alexandra.

"Okay, how about... If you were trapped in a game, like Saw, and you had the power to rescue Dan or Jules Casablancas, who would you choose?" Illyana smirked.

"You're good, Illy," Ezra chuckled, taking his time to think. "I think you'd kill me if I let Dan die, wouldn't you?"

"I'd do so if you let Jules die too!" Illyana replied honestly.

"... Nice, I think I would let myself die. There, I think that's fair," Ezra replied, smiling.

"Aren't you just compassionate?" She giggled. "You're turn."

"So we're doing this now? Alright, Matt Hitt or Miles Kane?" He asked.

"... Fuck you! Miles looks like Paul, but Matt is so cute... It's hard to decide! But... Ugh, none. I stay with you," Illyana patted Ezra's thigh.

"You felt compelled to say that, didn't you?" He asked, winking.

"... Kinda," Illyana admitted. "Okay, what if Ros, Baio and CT were trapped in Saw? Who would you save and why?"

"Okay, CT's got the muscles. Rostam's got the brains. So I'm gonna say Baio, because he's a little boy stuck in the body of a big man with a big head who has a love for trash. He'd also probably cry and stumble a lot in those Jigsaw bathroom storages..." Ezra analyzed. "Jigsaw would probably catch us easily though. Baio would leave a major sweat trail, even if it's me doing the running for him."

"Oh my god, Ez!" Illyana laughed out loud, looking away.

"It's the truth! C'mon, his sweat is a national treasure! His the ultimate nerdy bad boy."

"Just stop, I can't," she chuckled, snorting.

"Okay, same question but with your family. Go!"

"Oh? Um, my brother is the muscles, mom is pretty smart. So my sister, Morgan. She's like, stubborn and would probably protest all the way out of the trap. It's a weird family dynamic," Illyana sighed.

"Unstable or too stable?" Ezra inquired, looking at her.

"Just... A little diverse and well spread out. Don't get me wrong, we're a nice little family, just living separate lives. But, I won't worry about that anymore. Mom's moving to this really cool apartment near Central Park, and her and Morgan have gotten really close in the past week. Now all I need is my brother," she explained.

"Where's he at? You guys had a fight or...?"

"No, not at all. He's just a photographer, especially for runway models, so he tends to travel a lot. He's promised to come back to the city soon, when he finishes his European contract. I miss him so much. We've actually planned on working together with Rolling Stone soon!"

"Nice! A family of artists! That's really cool! Family team-up is always great!" Ezra nodded. "Emma and I should team up one day to make something badass."

"Her blog is point, though. Seriously, if life hits you when you're fifteen, you must actually participate in it when you're in your twenties."

"My face says eighteen. My mind says forty. Do you realize how weird it's been?" He asked. "I felt no older than most of my students back in Brooklyn."

Illyana giggled; the pictures she'd seen from Ezra's days as a teacher were adorable, especially how baby faced Ezra looked, at least compared to other students. "The hair, that always kills me."

Ezra chuckled, pulling her closer. "I don't get what the commotion over my old hair is. My hair only got better, that's a fact, Illy."

Illyana smiled at him. "It was just so... Boyish? Yeah, I guess that's the right word. Boyish. Girls like baby faces, like Alex Turner in the beginning."

"So... No Chris Hemsworth body and face?" He asked.

"Personally, I've never liked buff boys. They're too cocky, self conscious and conceited. Besides, a boy is attractive until the point where he decides to open up his pretty mouth. It's not cute."

"... But anywho, the last time I talked to my brother, he said he was excited to introduce me to his girlfriend. He said she's really beautiful -"

"Please, she can't compare to you," Ezra cut in.

"Stop! Seriously, the way he describes her is -"

"The way a guy in love describes his girl. But they, unlike me, exaggerate," Ezra pointed out.

"... You're too sweet," Illyana said, smiling softly. "My sister wants to meet you. Badly. Well, Jake Bugg too, but, y'know?"

"Psst. She should hook up with him," Ezra suggested. "Do you realize what would happen if your brother was dating a Haim and your mother was dating one of the R.E.M. guys?"

"That would make for the greatest family gatherings in the world. I mean, who wouldn't be jealous?" She smirked. "I know I would be. Especially if it's Dani Haim."

She's so perfect. Ugh

"Hey, I never got your brother's name. What is it?" Ezra asked, furrowing his brow. He grabbed Illyana's hand, tracing it with his fingers.

"Justin. Justin Romanov," she replied.
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A/N: For all you eagle eyed readers. Huehue.