My Lannan. My Lazarbeam. My Love. (Completed)

First night at the click house (Emma)

My first night at the Click house was rough. As I take off my slim black dress I think about the party. Definitely one of the best I've been to. When we finally decided to go to bed, for some reason we thought it would be fun to all squeeze in the elevator..

Yep this is my life now.

So the people getting off first had to be in the front, and since I'm on the bottom floor in the spare bedroom area, I was squished in the back. Right next to Lannan.

We started on the second floor, that was where we had the party. Everyone's rooms were on the third floor, except me, Ilsa, and Lannan. Grace and Lachy and a few others in the film crew and editing crew took Uber's home, so they weren't there.

We went up the the third floor first, and I could feel Lannans eyes on me the whole time. He was squished between me and Ilsa, so when everyone got off I took a step away from him to give him space. He just looked down at his feet. He kind of looked... disappointed. Weird.

Once we got to the bottom floor, we all went straight to our rooms. So here I am.

I walk out of my room in my pajamas, a black spaghetti strap tank top and short white Nike running shorts. I go to the little bathroom that me and Ilsa share and forget what I came here for.

Oh! That's right, to brush my teeth. Dammit I forgot my toothbrush.

As I walk out I numb into Ilsa on her way in. She flashes me a smile, but I saw the look in her face before.

Damn, that reminds me of Jesse before he.... well nevermind.

I had picked a room earlier, the one in the middle, so next to his and Ilsa's. It wasn't on purpose, but I was kinda glad I did as I watched him walk shirtless from his room to his bathroom.

NO EMMA DO NOT fall for this guy.

I kept saying that to myself in my head over and over again hoping it would be true if I said it enough..

But when I went back to my room, and as I tucked myself into my sheets, a sort of warm feeling stirred in my chest every time I thought about him....

***

I woke up in the middle of the night with a terrible feeling in my stomach. UGH! I ABSOLUTELY HATED throwing up. I got up quick and rushed to the bathroom. I leaned over the toilet and let it all out. After a minute I felt a soft hand pull the hair from my face and hold it up for me. I couldn't turn to look who it was, but I assumed it was Ilsa so I just choked out a simple, "Thank you."

"No wuckin furries" muttered back a deep Australian accent.

Holy shit.

I sucked in my breath, surprised, causing me to choke on my own puke and start coughing hysterically. I felt my face turned bright red. For some reason the thought on Lannan seeing me like this made me so self conscious all at once. I must be a mess.

"I was comin in 'ere anyway" Lannan said, and started gently rubbing my back.

When I finally finished, he led me back to my bed and brought me the trash can and a glass of water "Thank you so much Lannan." I said

"Like I said, no wuckin furries" he said softly, like it was no big deal. Wow he really liked that phrase.

He started to lean down towards me.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit shit shit!

He gave me a soft kiss on the forehead and said "g'night Emma."

My insides all twisted up when he kissed my forehead. Except this time in a non-pukey way.

"night Lannan" I practically whispered back.

The funny thing is, he said he was already goin in there when he saw me puking, but that wasn't his bathroom...

A/N:
I love how this is coming along!!! I pre-wrote this chapter and the one yesterday so that all I have to do is publish them. Hopefully you like the story so far, I know I do. Thanks so much for reading!!!! 😄✌🏻

(I think you'll really like the next chapter)