We Should Be Together - Lams AU

21.

John's POV
"John!" I heard someone shout across the breakfast hall.

I whipped around to try and see who was calling me. It wasn't Alex, because he was right beside me.

"John! Alex!" I finally spied Herc jolting towards us with absolute happiness on his face. "Laf's woken up! He's out of the ICU!"

I slammed the food down and bolted out the room after him. Alex came after me, but he was a lot more casual. He wasn't as close to Laf as I was, although they had been friends before I had.

I literally followed Herc all the way to the hospital, where we were both taken through to see Laf sat up, reading a book casually. He looked up, and I watched his eyes light up.

"John!" He shouted, greeting me happily. "Mon ami, I missed you!"

"Laf!" I squeaked, wrapping him into a hug. I was relieved. I was so relieved to see him still alive and breathing, and in a much better place than last time.

Herc joined in the hug, probably just wanted to hug Laf all the more.

"I was so scared of losing you," he murmured into Laf. Laf's lips pressed into his.

"I'm sorry, mon amour. If I had been thinking straight, I wouldn't have done it. All I could think about was a life without you, and that would be too difficult for me to bear." Laf broke away from the kiss.

Alex cleared his throat, drawing attention to himself. Our hug dissipated, and we turned to face him.

"Uhh, hey," he said, smiling at Laf.

"Ah, Alex! The one person I don't want to talk to right now." Laf gripped Herc's hand.

"Excuse me?" Alex looked shocked, and his voice also gave it away.

"You lied to Herc. You told him that I'd gotten into a car and had sex with multiple people. You knew that wasn't true," Laf accused. It was true, but still.

Alex gulped. "Laf, please, I made a mistake. I though it was you - he really looked like you, but it wasn't. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

Laf glared. "I could've died, and all you can say is 'I'm sorry'. I don't want to talk to you. Get out."

Alex backed out, hurt. I was so torn - did I go and comfort my boyfriend as he was upset and that should be what I do, or do I stay with Laf who only tried to kill himself a few days ago?

"I guess you guys should know that Alex and I are going out," I said, attempting to leave.

Herc nodded knowingly, but Laf just flipped.

"WHAT?! After everything he did to me, you still went out with him?! The man is a dirty, lying pig, John, and you're only going to get hurt. Him and Eliza were so madly in love, you're telling me that spark's completely gone?" Laf shrieked.

"Don't bring Eliza into it," I menaced. "Her and Alex had a fight or something. Alex is with me now. We're happy together."

"Well, why exactly did he and Eliza split? Has he told you?" Laf frowned.

He didn't even need to go any further. He'd made his point and he knew it. And I was speechless, because he was right. Alex hadn't told me why he'd split up with Eliza, I'd only assumed it was a fight. It could've been something else entirely. I really needed to ask him.

"I need to go," I mumbled after a pause, before turning around and walking off.

As soon as I'd left the ward, I tried to find Alex but he wasn't on the couch. He just disappeared. I tried texting him, but I didn't get a response. Calling didn't yield much either.

Where the hell was he?

Alex's POV
I kissed Eliza's neck as I lay on top of her. Listening to her moans, I trailed my lips down her neck and across her collarbones, leaving little marks. Her arms laced around me, encouraging me on.

I started to grind against her, pushing our organs closer together, relishing the friction. Eliza felt so good. I looked into her eyes and saw the lust. Her legs spread apart, begging for me.

I obliged, pushing in and thrusting. Eliza moaned more, her face contorting in the cutest way, and she moved her hands to touch her breasts.

Oh God, she felt so good.

"I love you," I murmured into her ear.

"I love you too," she whispered back, before letting out a toe-curling moan as I hit her G-Spot. I noted where it was and hit that spot again and again, speeding up for her. In that moment, she just about fell apart.

My God, she was good at sex.

John's POV
I didn't know where Alex had gone. I got back to our room and sat on our bed, before starting to cry. I couldn't help it - the tears just started running down my face. I was so worried about him.

What if he'd been hit by a car or something? And the driver had just driven off and left him dying on the road.

I started biting my nails, whilst sobbing, which was something that I hadn't done since middle school. All I could think about was Alex, and I hated myself for it. Where was he?

The room started to darken, but I didn't move. I must have been sat there for hours. I'd even run out of tears, and resorted to hugging myself and rocking back and forth slowly. Alex must be seriously hurt. Why wasn't he here?

Finally, when it was pitch black in the room - I hadn't put any lights on - I heard the door open and light from the corridor flooded in. Alex closed the door and cursed, as he found his way in the dark to close the curtains. He fumbled for a light switch, and eventually clicked it on.

I blinked in the sudden change of light, but he almost had a heart attack. We both stayed in silence for a few moments.

"Where were you?" I eventually said.

"In Paris," Alex replied, turning away.

"I was so worried about you," I stated, although I'm not sure whether I was stating it to myself or to him.

"I'm sorry," Alex said, getting his PJs and getting changed. I did the same. We both got ready for bed in silence and climbed in together.

I'd never felt so distant from him.

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Word Count: 1084 Words