in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

Chapter 17

a/n: hi.. :D do not kill me :D pls :D angsty stuff ahead IM SERIOUS PLEASE DONT KILL ME

john

It was the day before we were leaving, and I was dreading it. Alexander was being a tease all day. We were supposed to go out to eat and then come back to the hotel. Yesterday was, questionable. It was full of kisses, hickeys, but nothing more. He told me to wait til today. That's okay, I guess? I'm excited to actually do it though. I wonder what it will be like. Magical? Wonderful?

Boy, was he wrong.

"John! I'm bored!" Alex called from the bathroom.

"And?" I call back, still scrolling through Instagram but my thoughts were still about him.

"What time is it?"

Doesn't he have a watch?

It was time for Peggy and John to go home.

"Six thirty!" I call back after looking at the numbers at the top of my screen.

"Get in the shower! The reservation is for eight o'clock and you take too damn long in there!"

I scoff, grabbing my towel off of my bag. I kept it there because I don't trust those rack things in the bathroom.

He shouldn't have trusted Hamilton either.

Before Alex was leaving the bathroom, he slapped my ass. There he goes with the teasing. I shut and lock the door, undressing. I step into the shower, turning the dial on hot water. I step into it, just letting it hit my back. I find myself to stare at one specific spot and just think. I usually can't hear or see what's going on in my surroundings when this happens. I'm just so happy and giddy, but there's just something nagging me. Probably Pegs in the back of my head. Doesn't matter, I'm going to enjoy myself. I snap out of it, grabbing my shampoo and body wash. Both of them were scented vanilla and cinnamon. I lather them up before washing my body. It takes me about an hour to do all the necessities before I step out of the shower. Once I got out, I put on lotion, deodorant, and cologne, just to be safe. I grab my gel and slick my hair back into a high ponytail. I put on my Calvin Klein boxers just for this night because they hug everything. After that, I put on my suit. I look at myself in the mirror before stepping out of the bathroom. Alex looks up from his phone, letting out a low whistle. He looks me up and down while doing so.

"You freshen up nice, Laurens."

I smile, looking at him. He was wearing a blue jacket with a white undershirt. Jeans? Okay then. Then again, I was wearing sneakers so. (if you get this reference ily)

"Not so bad yourself, Hamilton."

He gets up from the couch, walking over to me. We lace our fingers together before going to the parking lot from the elevator and lobby. He opens the door for me, smiling at me as he does so. The door slams shut, so he walks around to the other side to get in.

We arrive at the restaurant right on the dot, so we didn't have to wait to be seated or anything. Everything here looks so expensive. I feel like if I pass gas everything would suddenly deteriorate into gold or money. That makes no sense but I don't really care.

"You up for wine, John?" Alex asks, his face down at the menu.

He has glasses? Since when? How did I not notice this? Whatever.

"I look like a prepubescent boy, they're not going to serve me wine." I laugh.

He raises an eyebrow, ordering it regardless. It comes in no time, a waiter pouring it into our wine glasses. Alexander already knows what he wants, but I'm indecisive about everything.

He also should've been indecisive about this trip.

I ended up ordering angel hair pasta with alfredo sauce and ricotta cheese chicken on the side. (i just made something up in my head don't judge) Alexander got steak, mashed potatoes, and other stuff I can't remember.

"I can't believe you leave tomorrow." Alex pouts.

I frown, shrugging.

"If I could stay longer I would."

Not if you knew the truth.

"Well, it's okay. This meet and greet was amazing."

I smile, my cheeks turning red. The food arrives in a short while, steaming hot. We shovel down our food like hungry wolves, as we wanted dessert and to get out. The waiter comes back, asking us what we wanted for dessert. Alexander ordered a slice of chocolate mousse cake for the both of us to share. That's a good idea, I most likely wouldn't have finished dessert on my own. The cake also arrives in record time, sitting on the plate that had chocolate drizzle on it. I took my phone out to snap a picture of it before we dug in. It was Instagram worthy, Don't judge me. We cautiously put it in our mouths at first, not knowing what it's going to taste like. Both of our eyes lit up when it hit our taste buds. We ate it quickly, pouting when it was gone. Alex left the check and a tip on the table as we were walking out.

We walked hand in hand to the car, a comfortable silence looming over us. We drove back to the hotel, and as soon as we were in the elevator, I was attacked in a kiss.

third person

It took John by surprise, but he eagerly kissed back. The doors made a ding sound when opened, so Alex removed his lips from John's and casually walked out like nothing had happened. John stood there for a minute before realizing the doors were going to close. He scurried out and followed Hamilton towards their room.

As soon as they were in the room, the door was locked and a do not disturb sign was put on outside the door. Alex had John on the bed in record time, already tearing off his clothes. He admired John like a lion did with his prey. Their lips were connected, moving in harmony. Alex roughly grabbed John's crotch, eliciting a moan from his lips. Alexander smirked, removing his own boxers.

"You want to do me a favor? I'll gladly return it."

John nodded quickly, already knowing what Alex was talking about. He got down on his knees, and took a hold of Alexander's member.

You can guess what happened from there.

time skip

Alexander woke up before John, staring at his back. They were both in fact naked, and the sheets were in fact dirty. Alex peeked at the time, seeing it was a few minutes before John had to be downstairs for breakfast as him and Peggy were leaving that day. He shook John awake, the smaller boy stirring slightly.

"Nngh, what?"

"Get up, Laurens." The words came out harsh.

John's eyebrows furrowed at this tone.

"I said, get up."

Alex strips away the blanket, tossing John's boxers at him.

"What the hell?"

"I got what I wanted."

"What are you talking about!?" John cried out.

A smirk lay on top of Hamilton's lips.

Hot tears lay on top of John's cheeks.

"Come on, get up. Out of my room. It was nice to meet you, I guess? Work on that body, baby fat will get you."

Hamilton crosses his arms, impatiently waiting for John to go away.

John was scrambling to get his clothes on, he hesitated before opening the door to leave.

"Sorta nice body. Keep it that way. No extra weight, shit like that. Your personality is very clingy though. Work on it." Alexander smirks.

If you looked into Alexander's eyes, you would think he was truly meaning all of his sayings. No one can see inside that head of his. This was his plan. A parasite needs its host. Alex was the parasite, biting, eating, sucking the life out of John. John was the host. Innocent, oblivious, to his insides being eaten alive.

There was nothing John could say to him.

Hm. Told ya.

A parasite needs a host.