the unexpected // ian jeffrey

panic (! at the disco)

"come on, sleepy head. we need to go back." ian gently pushed me off his torso and stood up, offering me a hand. we walked to the door, hand in hand. i went to push the door open, only to be laughed at by ian when it didn't open. "you're weak."
i rolled my eyes at him and let him open it. he couldn't open it either.
"you're weak too."
"no, it's locked." he sighed, slapping the door. shit.
"shit." whilst ian tried to kick the door open, i texted sara and bethan. "text james, he might be up editing."
"no he was asleep when i left. fuck sakes!"
i rested my hand on his torso and told him to calm down, that we would be off the roof soon enough. i could see he was getting anxious. "i'm fine! it's you. you're in booty shorts and you'll freeze to death!"
"i'm fine. you're here. come on, let's go sit down."

we sat on a bench that was next to the door. i rested my head on his shoulder and threw my legs over his lap. he was right, i'm freezing.

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