in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

Chapter 19

a/n: hi... please don't kill me.

john

"Hey, Laurens." Jefferson greets as he walks into my house.

Why I texted him is beyond me.

"Nice place." He says, trying to make small talk.

I murmur a 'thanks' leading him to my room.

We walk in and I shut the door behind us. He mildly looks concerned but that's not my problem. I'm pissed and hungry. He sits himself down on my bed, watching my every move.

"So, why did you ask me to come here?"

I shrug. "Peggy and Laf weren't available, so my last resort was you." I lie.

"Herc?" Jefferson queries.

Oop. Didn't think of him.

"Laf said they were out together, so what would be the point of texting him?"

He nods, rubbing the back of his neck. We sit in an awkward silence before he breaks it.

"How was the trip?"

I slowly look up at him before looking back at my hands. I play with them before my lip starts to quiver. Before I knew it Jefferson was in the corner of the room watching me play the role of an elephant while I cried.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm sorry, did I say something?"

I just cried even harder at that, hiccuping as my eyes clouded over with tears. I heard footsteps, assuming he had left. Instead I felt someone aggressively slapping my face with a tissue. I look up, snatching it out of his hand. I blow my nose in it, becoming an elephant once again. I give the tissue back to him, and I watch him fling it across the room before wiping his hand on his shirt.

"What's up?" He asks cautiously.

"Hamilton is a dick. He put his dick inside of me and then told me to get out the next morning."

Thomas nods slowly, lifting his hand to scratch his lip.

"Well, don't dwell on that? I'm not good with advice, but that's the best I can give you."

I nod, refraining from rolling my eyes.

Why did I invite him here?

"Have you eaten anything?"

I shake my head no, and he nods.

"Do you want me to order something? I can get pizza."

I raise an eyebrow but nod. I listen to him order the food, also ordering brownies and wings. Eventually, it's an awkward silence. We look everywhere but each other, just our sighing filling up the room.

"So," he says, dragging out the 'o'.

"So." I reply back.

"The pizza will be here in fifteen minutes."

I nod, the silence coming back. I grab my remote for the television, switching to the different system for Netflix. We settle on 'The Conjuring' before sitting on the opposite sides of the bed.

Our movie was interrupted as my doorbell rang, and I went downstairs to go get the pizza. We paid online, so it was a done deal. Before I went back upstairs I grabbed two beers from the refrigerator. Yeah, those were my "father's" but o don't care. I walk back up the stairs, putting the food and drinks on the bed. We eat in silence, the only thing providing noise is the television.

I crack open my beer using my teeth, Jefferson looking at me strange. He easily twists his off with his hand, and I look down at my beer, feeling pretty stupid. I hear a small chuckle from him, so I look up to see a small smile placed on his lips. I look away, taking a sip before swallowing.