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

what is wrong with me (Ilsa)

I run to my room.

It's not true. That can't be it. No. Nononononono.

I sit in my room and force myself to believe that Lannan didn't ask out Emma. He didn't.

I refuse to cry. Yet.

I hear someone walking down the stairs, then pause. Then run towards my door and yank it open. Emma.

She has a huge smile on her face and I prepare for the worst. She closes the door and plops on my bed as I paste a fake chill-face on.

"Ilsa. Guess what." She's practically bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Wow, someone looks happy! What's up?" I ask. I try to keep my voice from shaking.

"Well... lannan kinda... umm.."

Nononononono please no.

"Asked me out."

Please say you said no

"And I said yes"

Fuck.

A/N:
Sorry for he short chapter I just wanted to get something out for today instead of making this into a bigger chapter I'm changing up the story a bit. I've been a bit busy this weekend but I had those last two pre-written. Anyways I'll have the normal post tomorrow. Please vote and comment if your enjoying!