Hell High | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series

Lock That Down

As soon as Alastor left me at my dorm, I texted Angel all the details. Of course, Angel was as excited as I was and demanded to come over for a face to face replay.

We spent the night going over each moment in detail while eating a pizza Angel had ordered. He had me telling the story over and over until it was nearly midnight. 

"When are you going to see him again?" Angel asked, picking pepperoni off of his third slice of the evening. 

I shrugged, "At class Monday, unless we make plans. We never really decided."

Angel set his plate on my desk and replied, "Did you at least decide what you are? An item? Friends with Benefits? Are you his beard?"

I rolled my eyes, "No I am not his beard. Again, never really decided what we are."

Angel sighed and shook his head as though I was the biggest idiot in all of Hell, "You like each other right?"

"Well, yeah?" I gave him a weird look.

"Then lock that down," Angel said with as much dramatic flair as he could muster, "Guys like Alastor come around once in a lifetime. Lock that shit down before some thot gets in her mind to take him."