Truth Or Dare- Part 9

Truth or Dare- Part 9

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: At the hospital, the reader and Elliot's cousin rekindle their relationship while the reader learns some crucial about Elliot's ongoing struggle. It finally comes out to Rue and Jules that Elliot and the reader have known each other longer than they both led on.

Song: "Talk Me Down" by Troye Sivan

Warnings: Swearing, heavy talk of drugs and overdose, angst.

Word Count: 2.8k

A/n: Btw, I named Elliot's cousin Ana, I don't know why. This part was very difficult for me to write but I've been hearing all of your pleas for the next part so here it is. I've been on both sides of this situation and my cousin recently OD'd, so please be kind.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4* Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

My shoes slap against the tile of the emergency room department, tears streaming down my cheeks as people stare at me, concerned. Maddy follows closely behind me, her hand on my lower back as she directs me in the way of the hospital check in, hoping to find out more information of what happened. My mind spins as we approach the desk, the woman behind the desk looking to me as I sob, Maddy taking over the job of trying to find where Elliot would be.

My ears tune into every beeping around me, the cries of people in the waiting room, the sounds of doctors and nurses talking. My senses are completely overstimulated, my hand gripping onto Maddy’s as my eyes flutter shut. The situation felt too terrible to deal with, my heart throbbing in my chest as my legs wobble beneath me.

I grab my chest as I painfully cry, tucking myself into Maddy as she holds me, gathering the direction to the Intensive Care Unit from the worker behind the desk.

I could feel eyes on me, worried glances and hushed whispers but I couldn’t seem to care. The only thing I cared about was finding Elliot and making sure he was alive. Maddy rubs my back as she tugs me with her, her gentle coos in my ear as she wraps an arm around my shoulder.

“We’re gonna go find him, it’ll be okay.” She whispers, my chest aching as I look around, watching as Maddy presses the button for the elevator. As we wait, she gently cups my teary cheeks in her hands, her eyes flickering back and forth between mine. “He’ll be okay.” She whispers, her voice sturdy and sound and, if I wasn’t dying inside, I would’ve believed her.

When we step out onto the ICU floor, my heart immediately drops at the quietness. It was still and sound, the nurses all sitting at the desk in the middle of all of the rooms lined against the walls. My eyes flicker around for anyone familiar, knowing I would see his cousin, Ana, and that I would also see Jules and Rue, getting their texts shortly after the call from Ana. When we step up to the counter, the woman turns to look at us with a sad smile once she sees me.

“Name?” She asks quietly, looking at Maddy after my lack of response. I cover my face as the words refuse to leave my throat, listening to Maddy give her Elliot’s information while rubbing my back. “What’s your relationship to the patient, honey?” The nurse asks me, my eyebrows pulling together as my stomach sinks.

“She’s his girlfriend. His cousin, Ana, is here somewhere and she could tell you that.” Maddy answers for me, the nurse nodding as she sighs, the thought of me not being able to see him because I’m not family tearing me apart. “Please, ma’am. We rushed all the way here, she’s really fucking worried.” Maddy whispers, her nails tapping on the counter as the nurse takes a look around, hesitating.

“As long as you find his cousin, you can go in to see him. I’ll write on the pass that you’re his sister.” The nurse whispers lowly, my tense frame relaxing in brief relief at the knowledge that I would get to see him, to hold his hand. “I just want you to prepare yourself honey…” The nurse trails off, my gaze snapping back to her as she continues. “He has a breathing tube in and he’s gonna look not like himself, alright? The doctor will be down to explain the extent of his trauma but I just want you to be ready, okay?” She warns, her gaze softs as I nod, small hiccups leaving my throat as I take the visitor pass from her. The nurse gives Maddy a brief rundown on where the waiting room is and where can most likely find Ana. Maddy guides me away from the desk, my head craning once more to send the helpful nurse another smile before following Maddy.

“See, we’re gonna go find his cousin and you’re gonna go see him.” She whispers, squeezing my hand in hers as I nod, wiping my eyes with the sleeves of my shirt. “Would you be able to recognize his cousin after all this time?” Maddy asks me, my head tilting to look at her as I nod, nervous at the thought of seeing her after all this time. It had been years, both Elliot and I changing in many ways, so I can only imagine how much she’s changed.

When we reach the waiting room, my eyes immediately latch onto Ana’s. I also notice Rue and Jules sitting next to her, both of their cheeks red and eyes teary. Ana stands almost immediately, my hand detaching from Maddy’s to rush up to her. I let out a loud sob as I hug her, gaining some looks from Jules and Rue. I knew then that it would have to come out today that Elliot and I’ve known each other for a long time. That we were lying to them.

“I’m so sorry, Ana.” I cry, my eyes fluttering shut as she squeezes me tightly, a soft gasp leaving her lips as she shakes her head.

“You didn’t know. I didn’t know he was still doing drugs.” She cries, my heart stopping at the words. It didn’t occur to me until now that he overdosed on drugs. I assumed at first that maybe he had just been suffering that much mentally but the thought of it being an accidental overdose somehow made it even worse. My mind just skipped over that part, just wanting to get to the hospital to see him and be with him. Was he doing drugs? “Oh my god, you didn’t know at all did you?” Ana pulls back, her hands cupping my cheeks as I shake my head, my lips in a pout. “Oh honey, we’ve got a lot to talk about.” She whispers, her fingers dragging through my hair gently as she leads me back towards the chairs.

That’s when she explained to Maddy, Rue, Jules and I that Elliot had struggled for years with substance abuse and addiction. It started off small, weed mostly and cigarettes, but then his hunger to feel that high grew more. He started taking pills, buying off of friends that he met on the internet. Anywhere that he could get them, he would give anything to take them.

She thought that he had stopped by the time they moved here. He was less agitated and he was more on top of things which Ana realized wasn’t because he was off drugs, it was because he had found me again. That I became distracting enough to him that he didn’t feel the need to touch any type of drugs.

So what could’ve possibly led to him taking so many drugs that his body just couldn’t handle it.

Ana told us that it was heroin and that it was definitely accidental, that he wasn’t trying to kill himself. She explained that the doctor said that she still wanted Elliot to see a therapist when he woke up and that the likelihood that he would be okay was looking good for now. The next twenty four hours would be the most important in his recovery. They didn’t know if there was any damage to his brain, just knowing that his vitals were okay and we would have to wait to see about any cognitive issues until he wakes up.

“Do you want to go see him for a minute?” Ana asks, her hands tightly clasping mine as I sniffle, nodding my head as she hums quietly. “Alright, we’ll be back.” I send Maddy a thankful look, a small smile being sent back to me as I follow Ana down the hallway. “He looks fucking terrifying, I’m gonna be honest. If it’s too much, we can go and we don’t have to stay.” She whispers, her wrap wrapping around my shoulders to pull me into her side. “I missed you, kid. I know he did too.” She presses a kiss to my temple, a soft smile on my tired face.

When we reach the room, the doctor is walking out, a small smile on his lips as he sees us.

“Hi, ladies.” He huffs, his hands shoving into his pockets as I look back and forth between the two of them. “Is it alright if I give an update in front of her?” The doctor motions to me, Ana quickly waving away any worry, urging him on. “He seems to be okay. I think that we should keep him sedated overnight and give his body some time to recover. Heroin does a lot on the system so we’ll give him fluids and some IV nutrition. But I’m hopeful that we can remove the breathing tube in the morning and wake him up slowly. I think if he was awake right now, he’d be breathing over it on his own so…” He trails off, the knowledge that they have him medically sedated helping my worried thoughts. At least he was just sleeping and comfortable. “He’ll be really disoriented when he wakes up and probably won’t remember anything. It’s up to you what you guys want to tell him but I think it’s important that he doesn’t leave until we get a psychological evaluation on him.” Ana and the doctor continue to talk, my eyes flickering past him to look at the frail boy who lays in the bed.

The breathing tube is exactly how the nurse described it. It’s overwhelming to see him in this state, his eyes closed, his lashes resting beautifully on his cheeks. Even in the hectic room, the bright monitors and the loud beeping, he looks utterly peaceful and calm. Only he could look this good in this situation. His hands rest at his sides, my own wanting to just reach out and to never let go of him.

Making my way by them silently, I open the door to the room with a quiet gasp. Tears leave my eyes as I listen to the forced sound of him breathing, my frame falling down into the chair next to the bed. I immediately take his cold hand in mine, his nails still covered in the polish that I used just the night before. My head leans down to rest next to his hip, my lips pressing against the top of his hand.

“I love you.” I whisper, my eyes fluttering shut as I just take in his presence, knowing that he’s okay and that he’s going to be okay. That, if I just gave it time- him time- that he would soon be in my arms again. I would never want to let him go once I had him again.

After a few hours, the nurses told Ana and I that visiting hours were up and that we could come back as soon as the sun rose the next morning. My eyes are tired, my body feeling exhausted as I step out of his room, giving him one last glance. Ana takes my hand in hers as we make our way towards the waiting room, Maddy, Rue and Jules all tucked up on their chairs. It made my heart swell to see Maddy was still here, knowing that she wouldn’t leave until she knew I was okay.

Maddy perks up when she sees me, stretching her arms out as she sits up. Jules and Rue do the same, both looking up at us for an update. I can’t stand to look at Jules, my gaze on the floor as Ana fills them in.

“He’ll be okay. They want to take the tube out tomorrow and wake him up slowly.” She sums up, the girls all nodding their heads in relief, quiet, tired sighs leaving their lips. “Hopefully they’ll move him out of the ICU tomorrow so you guys can see him.” Ana places her hands on her hips, letting out a sigh as she nudges me. “You gonna be alright?” She asks, my head bobbing in a hesitant nod as she smiles sadly. “Call me whenever you need me. I'm always here for you. You’ve always known that since you were a kid.” She whispers, my arms reaching around her waist to pull her into another hug. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay? I’ll come pick you up if you need.” She offers and I just hum simply in acknowledgement as she pulls away. I couldn't find anymore words to say to her, just feeling bad that she was in this position right now. I know I loved him but she practically raised him. She sends small smiles and waves to the girls around me, all of them standing up. Maddy wraps an arm around my waist, her head resting on my shoulder with a huff.

“Can you explain what’s going on?” Jules asks suddenly, tears in her eyes as she finally snaps. She looked visibly angry, Rue sending me a sorry look at Jules’ tone. “Like, why does she fucking know you? Why are you so fucking upset about this like, even if you guys are together, you haven’t even been together that long? So what the fuck is happening?” She hisses, my body stumbling back a bit at her chastising. Who does she think she is? Maddy doesn’t let me respond, holding a hand up to Jules as she grows even more angry than the blonde in front of me.

“I’m sorry. You don’t get to talk to her like that after the fucking day she’s had.” Maddy snaps, tears leaving my eyes as I think of how to explain to them that I’ve been lying- we’ve been lying. “You don’t know anything about her and Elliot and if she wanted to tell you, she would have. But she doesn’t owe you jack shit.” I clear my throat loudly, stopping the argument before it can get any worse. Maddy sends me a reassuring nod as I look at Jules who looks like a kicked puppy.

“Elliot and I have been best friends since we were in elementary school. Before I moved here, I lived around the corner from him. We were best friends, childhood sweethearts- whatever. We had a big fight over me moving and I didn’t see or talk to him for years.” I let out a loud huff, watching as Rue nods, everything finally being pieced together in her mind. “He moved here and everything just fell together. I’ve loved him since I was little and, like Maddy said, I owe you nothing, Jules. If you’re in love with my boyfriend, great, but don’t invalidate my feelings to make yourself seem more important.” All of my words are calm and steady, my eyes not leaving hers as she shrinks in embarrassment. “When I show up tomorrow, you better not fucking be here or so help me god, I’m calling security to have you removed. You can see him if he wants to see you when he wakes up. But I will not let you get in the way of his recovery and mine and Ana's time with him.” I conclude, my gaze shifting from her to Rue who just sends me a small smile. “Thank you for coming Rue, I’ll tell him know you were here.” I whisper, reaching out to take her hand gently in mine. She just nods simply, ignoring the looks that Jules is giving us. She squeezes my hand gently, before letting it drop to my side. I turn my body towards Maddy, her eyes gleaming with pride as she looks up at me. “I’m gonna call Nate to come pick me up, alright? I need to go home and sleep.” I let out a sigh, running my fingers through my messy hair as she takes my hand in hers, her soft eyes flickering back and forth between mine.

“You call me if you need anything.” She whispers, my bottom lip wobbling as I nod, wrapping my arms around her small frame. She hugs me tightly, a small sigh leaving her pretty lips. “I’m happy you got to see him.” Me too. Pulling away from her, I send Rue one more thankful look before backing away from the three of them, knowing if Jules decides to go on with her bullshit that Maddy would put her in her place.

Tears fall onto the screen of my phone as I dial out Nate’s number, knowing that he would jump at the sound of my sad, tired voice. Pressing the phone to my ear as I enter the elevator, he answers after a few rings.

“What’s up, kid?” He asks, my heart breaking at the sound of his voice. A few beats go by, only my sniffles heard from his end. “It’s late, are you okay?” He questions once more, a small shuttered sigh leaving my lips as I huff. “Fuck, Y/n…” He trails off, knowing that something bad must’ve happened to render me completely speechless. “Text me the address. I’m on my way, just hold on.”

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me when jules n elliot started kissing

TAEHYUNG Grammys 2022

paint me naked 🎨 ten

Idk after seeing timmy at the oscar’s ima need a timmy fic… maybe protective timmy when the paparazzi or people get too close and touchy, really whatever you want but i need to feed my timmy addiction lmao… he rocked!

i hope you’re also doing good!

I love Timmy. With my whole heart. Comfort human.

The cameras flash as my arm slinks around Timothee's, his eyes flickering down to me, raking over every emotion that my expression has to offer. My heart pounds anxiously against my chest as the reporters and paparazzi continue to shout out orders to us, my body following along with the tall man beside me, letting him guide me.

The pictures being taken are those that will be titled something along lines of 'happy couple', fawning over our outfits and loving glances. But my glances are full of fear as I look up at my boyfriend, nervous beyond belief at the shouting and people that seem to be inching closer and closer as we go along the carpet.

We hated these events. We liked to smaller more meaningful ones, ones that we could be ourselves. Not that we didn't love the flashy outfits and seeing all of our lovely coworkers, but it was socially and emotionally demanding, and it took every ounce of emotion and energy to keep us upright.

"You're alright." He coos, leaning forward, pressing a simple kiss to my forehead as his arm moves, wrapping around my waist to rest on my hip. My body fits into the side of his as my hand instinctively raises to rest on his chest, my eyes zoning out as I look out at the sea of cameras and flashes.

"Hey! Right here, Y/n!" The man in front of me suddenly steps forward, his camera not even a foot away from my face as Timothee immediately steps us back, his arm reaching out in front of us to set boundaries between us and the photographer.

"Not cool, man. Back up, let her breathe." Timothee interjects, my head turning to focus on him as his jaw tightens, angry that anyone would even think about getting close to me without a warning or explanation. The look Timothee gives the camera man has the other man stumbling backwards, blubbering out a pathetic apology before they all let us continue down the carpet, the doors into the event nearing.

By the time we reach the doors, my shoulders deflate, my fake smile finally falling as I immediately wrap my arms around Timothee's waist. He lets out a small laugh in relief, cradling the back of my head lovingly as he peppers kisses to the top of my head.

"Thank you."

"I've got you. Always."

Truth or Dare- Part 5

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: Maddy and Nate team up to help reader let loose at a party. What they should've realized is that Jules was also taking a sad Elliot out to party too. The same one. Violence and anger ensure. Elliot trapping the reader in the bathroom to talk becomes a thing.

Song: "Michelle" by Sir Chloe

Warnings: Swearing, violence and drugs.

Word Count: 3k

A/N: Hi guys! We're half way through this series! The reader and Elliot's friendship starts to take a turn for the better with this one and no sad ending or cliffhanger is in sight! My mind is in shambles so this is truly good enough.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4*

I could understand why they thought that bringing me out to a party was a good idea. They were trying to get me out of my own head, to stop wondering and worrying about something that’s out of my control. Nate and Maddy wouldn’t let it go until Maddy was practically forcing me into a tight dress and makeup, Nate starting the car for us all.

I didn’t listen to Maddy as she went on and on about how I needed to get out there in the world, find a new distraction. Nate drove us to the party, my mind too consumed with everything that happened within the last few hours. How Elliot would choose to kiss Jules, not even giving me a second thought. You’d think when picking between someone that you’ve kissed before and someone knew, you’d pick someone you were comfortable with. Him and I had shared dozens of kisses over the years that we’ve known each other. I guess that means that he really wanted to kiss Jules, to feel her lips on his instead of mine.

I didn’t go into detail of what happened when telling Maddy and Nate why I was upset. They only knew that Elliot had done something that hurt my feelings but he wasn’t aware that it affected me the way it did. Nate was seething the whole entire way to the party, his fingers clenching around the steering wheel. Maddy and I watched him as a million thoughts ran through his mind and, I’m going to be honest, we were both a bit afraid. Afraid of what Nate would do the next time that he saw Elliot.

I don’t think any of us expected it to be at the same party.

Little did I know, Jules had a similar thought for the night, pulling Elliot out into the world, against his will. I watched as Nate peered at him from across the room, Maddy firmly tucked under his arm as he sent me a reassuring smile. He was angry and I prayed that Maddy would help keep him in line, not wanting a fist fight to go down. Not this time. I watched him too from across the room, his eyes trained on the pretty blonde in front of him as she giggles, her hand resting on his chest. My whole body swarmed with anger, not understanding why he didn’t tell me he had feelings for her. She was still in a relationship, right? Where was Rue?

Nowhere to be found, which means Jules had every right to act on any impulse she felt.

When his eyes lock on mine, my breath stops as the room seemingly does too. His eyebrows pull together in confusion, not entirely expecting to see me here. He watches me, ignoring Jules as she talks to him, her face lit up in excitement. His gaze flutters down to my lips as I frown, my eyes looking away from him to Maddy who takes my hands.

“Come on! Let’s get you a drink and force you to socialize!” She giggles, pulling me over to the bar as I send a pleading look to Nate, begging him for help. He just shrugs and nods towards his crazy girl. Maddy squeals excitedly as she pours me a drink, shoving into my hands as soon as she can. I take a sip, cringing at the violent, pungent taste, but downing the rest of it in moments. Maddy cheers as she does the same, her eyes flickering over to the floor where everyone is dancing.

Without a second thought, she’s dragging me again, my feet stumbling as she smirks. “Bitch, you’re gonna dance with me until you find a hot guy to go talk to!” She orders, a small huff leaving my lips as she dances in front of me, her hips swaying back and forth. I bop up and down next to her, the alcohol making my brain feel fuzzy and my body feel warm. “You’re not allowed to leave this spot until you find a new dick.” She shrugs, her eyes teasing as she looks up at me, my lips forming a playful smile as I do what she says.

Eyes gazing around the room, no one really seems to catch my eyes except Elliot who dances with Jules on the other side of the room. It’s like they have their own private corner, the two of them pressed up against one another as Jules throws her head back in laughter. I watch as Elliot watches her, his eyes big and bright. He looks so boyish, so soft. Jules would always be too much for him to handle. Huffing, Maddy senses my annoyance as she gazes over at the two.

“Want me to go yank the hair out of her head?” Maddy asks with a polite smile, the words making me break from my angry state, a small laugh leaving my lips. “Cuz, she's being real bitchy right now to my best friend. And she’s getting in the middle of your love life.” Maddy purses her lips, her eyes rolling as she glances around the room. She stops me after a few moments of looking, a huge smirk spreading across her lips. “I know just who you can fuck with to get in Elliot’s head and he won’t get the wrong idea. He probably wouldn’t even remember it past tonight.” She snorts, her manicured finger pointing past me and to a familiar drug dealer who sits handsomely on the couch across the room. Given the history with my brother and him, it might be a bit tone deaf of Maddy to choose Fezco for me. But I can’t find a care in my head as I watch Elliot flirt with Jules.

Winking at Maddy, I give her hand one last squeeze before leaving the dance floor. My heels click against the floor as I make my way over to the ginger, his eyes catching mine as I approach him.

“Y/n, hey.” He grins, patting the seat next to him as I flop down. I cross my legs, turning my body towards him with a smile. “How’s it going?” He asks politely, his hands folded in his lap, a blunt between two of his fingers. My cheeks heat up at his words, a small scoff leaving my lips.

“Honestly, not too good. But then I figured why not let you cheer me up.” I flirt, his eyes widening briefly with a smug smile. His long eyelashes bat against his soft cheeks as he blushes, his gaze fluttering away quickly.

“Yeah? How you think I’m gonna do that?” He teases in return, my smiling growing at his kind and innocent demeanor. You’d think, given his job, that he would be this rough and rough guy but just based off of his responses I could tell that he was nothing but a respectable gentleman.

“Maddy suggested that I come talk to you for a while since I’ve been having trouble with the men in my life.” I explain, his eyes rolling playfully as our gazes both shift to the, now wasted, girl. He chuckles lowly, his chest rumbling as he turns back to me.

“Cuz they’re all boys.” He cringes, motioning to the room around us with a sigh. “Half the guys your age don’t know shit about women.” He adds, my eyebrows ticking up as I rest my head on the cushion behind me. I gaze up at him as he shrugs teasingly but I know every word he’s saying is true.

“Oh, and you think you do?” I ask, winking at him as he blushes, his hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Well,” he pauses, a small laugh leaving his lips, “my gram used to tell me that I was the most handsome guy she’d ever met which is sayin’ a lot cuz she was kind of a whore.” I giggle wildly, my hand reaching out to thwack his arm. My giggles die down as I look back out to the crowd, the sight of Nate quite literally in Elliot’s face flooring me. I leave for five seconds and this is what happens. Fez must’ve picked up on my nervous glances, his hand reaching over to rest on my shoulder. “Go handle it.” He sighs with a comforting smile, my body raising to stand as my cheeks heat up. I send him a nervous smile as he grins, his fingers raising the joint to rest between his lips. “Have a nice night, Y/n.” I send him a quick 'bye' in reply, my feet carrying me over to the two men in my life that can’t seem to keep it lowkey. Elliot is angry, his face twisted up in confusion and frustration but Nate looks even more angry. His jaw is tight, fists clenched at his side as he huffs.

“The fuck is going on?!” I yell, stepping in between the two of them as Jules grips onto Elliot’s arm. I roll my eyes at the sight, turning to look up at Nate who just scoffs, his eyes rolling with a bitter smile. He just lets his head hang, his head shaking as I look at Elliot who almost looks embarrassed now. I watch as he shrugs off Jules’ touch, my eyes fluttering over to the girl who pouts.

“You know Nate, always starting shit.” Elliot huffs, his arms resting over his chest as he stands up straighter, his eyes flickering down to mine. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming tonight?” He asks quietly, it now being my turn to scoff at the ridiculousness of his question.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you were my keeper, Elly.” I snap, his eyes widening at my aggressive response. “Plus, you were a bit busy anyways. Didn’t think you’d even notice that I was here considering you had your head shoved so far up Jules’ ass.” Nate chuckles behind me at my choice of words, his hand gently patting my back as Elliot’s face falls.

“Okay, why am I suddenly involved in this?” Jules asks, her face twisted up in confusion as she pouts. I want to slap her across her stupid face. “Like, I’m just here dancing and having fun and you come over here acting like a complete cunt-” My hand quickly rises, my palm smacking across her face with a loud thwack. She winces as she holds her cheeks, the anger in my chest not fading as Elliot gasps, looking between us, obviously very confused.

“I don’t know Jules. Why are you involved in this in the first place? Don't you have a fucking girlfriend? Are you that fucking stupid? Did all the hair dye that you’ve used over the years finally seep through to your thick skull and into your brain?” I ask, taking a dangerous step towards her as Elliot wraps his arm around my waist, rolling his eyes with a huff. He steps in front of my angry gaze, Jules now being blocked as I scoff, finally looking up at the boy.

“If you don’t shut up and behave, you’re not gonna like what happens. You drank tonight, you’re obviously upset about something. Take a step back.” He whispers, his fingers gripping my waist tightly as I smile bitterly, shaking my head.

“You know how to pick them, sis.” Nate mutters behind me, my head craning to look up at him as he turns on his heels. He grabs Maddy’s hand as he passes her, Maddy’s jaw dropped and her eyes wide as she gawks at me. She looks proud.

“You know what, Elliot. I don’t really care what you do,” lie, “cuz this is the first time that- what the fuck!?” I squeal as he lifts me up, throwing me over the shoulder as he immediately walks towards the hallway. Laughter erupts around us, Jules taking a surprised step back from us. “Elliot if you don’t put me the fuck down, right fucking now, I will hate you forever!” I scream, my fists pounding against his back as he just sends me a soft chuckle. He opens the door, peeking inside before placing me down on my feet, shoving me into the room. He shuts the door with a forced breath, the lock clicking as I stare at him.

“Is me trapping you in bathrooms to get you to talk about your feelings gonna be a thing now? Is this our thing?” He laughs sheepishly, but my eyebrows are still pulled together, his shoulders shrugging shortly at me. “What the fuck is up with you? First of all, Maddy gave you whiskey and you downed it, second of all, you sat with Fezco for twenty fucking minutes, flirting up a storm, and third, you slapped Jules. What the hell is going on with you?” He asks, my belly swimming with angry butterflies as I rest my back against the sink. “Hey, talk to me.” Elliot steps forward to take my hands in his but I shake him off, rolling my eyes. “Just when I thought we were finally okay, you go and pull away from me again.” He huffs, his shoulders falling in defeat as tears rise to my eyes. “Y/n come on- hey.” He whispers, gently tilting my chin up as I quietly cry. “Why does everything I do make you cry lately.” He whispers, reaching up to cup my cheek softly. I melt into his touch, my head tilting to rest my head in the palm of his hands.

“Do you have feelings for Jules?” I ask timidly, the alcohol making my mind spin every time my eyes close. He lets out a soft laugh at my words, his lips pressing against my forehead as he lingers.

“Do you not want me to have feelings for Jules?” He asks quietly, my eyes fluttering open to look at him through teary lenses. I nod, letting him know that’s exactly what I want. I wish he was repulsed by her very presence. “Then I don’t have feelings for Jules.” He whispers with a soft smile, his thumbs rubbing up and down my cheekbones as I sniffle. “She did kiss me, though, earlier. Before you showed up. She’s really drunk and I don’t think she would’ve done that sober-” I cut him off with a wave of my hand, not wanting to hear anything about her right now with the concern that I might vomit. “It looks like I kind of unintentionally fit myself into their relationship and now I think it’s a bit messy.” He whispers, explaining it to me like I wasn’t already aware of that.

“You could’ve kissed me and stayed out of their relationship, but instead you kissed Jules.” I pout, my hands fisting his shirt in my hands as I huff like a three year old that didn’t get what she wanted. His eyes flicker between mine with a soft, teasing smile.

“Should I have kissed you?” He asks, my eyes dipping away from his as I shrug bashfully. “Well, I’ve kissed you plenty of times.” He whispers, his body stepping closer to mine as he tilts my head up, finding my gaze. “Is that what this is about, hmm?” He hums, his head tilting at me as I bob my head in a nod. “You crying earlier, you crying now, flirting with Fez? You’re jealous?” He asks with a soft smile but there’s no taunting to be had. Every word that he uttered was completely true.

“You were jealous too, obviously. You wouldn’t keep bringing up Fez if you weren't.” He shrugs sheepishly, his head nodding as he presses me firmly against the counter. “I missed you Elliot. All those years. In more ways than one even though I’ll never specify how.” I whisper, his lips parting briefly as a look of shock passes over his face.

“I always thought you’d be too proud to admit that your feelings went a bit further than friendship.” He whispers with a laugh, his chin tilting back as he gazes at the ceiling.

“Coming from the guy who used to dare me to kiss him.” I shove him playfully as he nods knowingly with an embarrassed grin. “So why are you dancing and kissing Jules when…” I cut myself off, my words trailing off as he hangs onto every one of them.

“When I could, what?” He asks but I can tell by the smug smile on his lips that he already knows the answer. “Why would I dance with her when I could dance with you? Why kiss her when I could be kissing you?” He teases, his nose brushing against mine as I suck in a breath, my head spinning at the proximity. “Last time I kissed you, we were like thirteen.” He whispers, my tongue darting out to wet my lips as my eyes close anxiously. “You think we’ve gotten better?” Feeling him vanish from in front of me, his hands leave my cheeks to trail down my arms, his fingers linking with mine. I pout up at him, wondering why he didn’t kiss me. “I’m not going to have our first real kiss in years be when you’re hammered.” He whispers, my lip jutting out as he leans forward, pressing a kiss to my cheek with a hum. “You'll just have to behave yourself and be patient till then.”

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