Flowers for Downers || Lance McClain x Reader

Chapter Seven || Pretty Face

//song above is referenced, play to understand!//
"You play the guitar?"

"Ah yeah! I do." Lance responded with a smile. "Well! Play for me!" You said as you sat on his bed and crossed your legs.

Lance grabbed his guitar and started playing a rhythm, to which he sang.

//this starts at around 0:52//

"Running and she's running again, she's tryna understand but she can't, She's running and she's running again, she's crying by herself cause she can~ Do you know her~? The girl that looks to you~ And would you love her~? The way that she loved you~" Lance softly placed the guitar back on top of his bed.

"How was that?" Lance chuckled nervously, caring about your opinion.

You felt this push, this need, this urge. Before you could even recognize it, you felt yourself leaning closer and closer to Lance, your consciousness only arriving when your lips landed on top of Lance's.

He only deepened the kiss by closing his eyes, his heart about to thump out of his chest. 'I'm kissing her I'm kissing her I'm kissing her' So many thoughts interrupted the moment he was mad, he just wanted to focus on you.

You pushed yourself back and covered your mouth lightly. "I am..so sorry." You said as you looked away, as if you were expecting to get kicked out or something worse. Lance chuckled as he reached for your hand. He leaned in close enough to touch your nose with his.

He's wanted this for so long now, it's crazy how fast his heart was beating. He's loved the sight of you ever since the day he saw you. How your eyes seemed to close in the slightest when you smiled, and how the curve of your lips would describe how you felt. Your eyes, how mysterious and hazy they seemed. He loved you. He loved the thought of you.

Lance shook his head as he chuckled, his eyes wide in disbelief of the events that had taken place. "Lance..?" You said desperate for him to listen to what you had to say.

"I..I really like you.." You said trying to let the words fall out of your mouth. Lance seemed dazed, this all felt so unreal for him. His dream girl, you, you were saying how much you liked him. Let me repeat it for emphasis. You, were saying how much you liked him. Him, a dorky boy with dorky friends and an absolutely smitten boy.

"Jeez, [Name].." Your eyes widened as if you were afraid those words would come out of his mouth. "Shit..I think I'm in love with you." Lance said with a smirk, knowing he had surprised you.

Oh hell was that a lie, he knew he was completely head over heels for you, and absolutely no one could change that. He was glad you were the first person he's ever wanted to start a real relationship with.

Your cheeks flushed as you heard those sudden words. All you wanted to do was be with him. Feel his warmth and his touch. You wanted to hear his whispers and his words. You wanted him, and only now did you start to acknowledge that.

You hugged him tightly, and he did the same, Lance almost afraid to let you go. It was as if your bodies were molded together. The hug seeming like two compatible puzzle pieces. "I..think" You whispered.

"I really love you.." Lance said as he pulled away from the hug and looked at you. Pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear. "Man, I'm so glad you finally fell for me~" The boy teased.

"Oh shut up.."