Stay For A While Chapter 8
Ok so let me explain. Writing is hard and I have been diagnoised with ADD and I don’t plan ahead and I have ZERO idea how I will end this story. I got some inspiration for it yesterday and wrote two chapters. This chapter is from Lance’s pov and it is kinda serious so I might need to up the rating? This is a pretty serious chapter and I really hope people like it. You can also read this on Ao3. My name on there is AwkwardWriting. The full story is on there. I hope you enjoy.
Lance is so pumped by the end of the game, they won 21 to 3 basically destroying the other team. Lance would like to think he had something to do with it when he scored that touchdown but the team probably would have won anyway. Still, it felt good when he scored that touchdown and he loved hearing his family chant for him.
After the game Lance hunts down his family and is attacked by hugs,
“Lance!” his little brother yells basically pouncing on him, “Did you see me? I was yelling as loud as I could!”
Lance smiles, “Yes Marco I heard you over everybody!”
Lance continues to say hi to all of his family members hugging them and thanking them for coming. He gets to his Mami and gives her a kiss on the cheek, “Mami what did you think?”
She smiles giving him a kiss on the cheek back, “You did so great Papito I am so proud of you.”
Lance lights up at the compliment feeling the warmness in his chest that he only gets with his Mami’s love.
She lowers her voice, “Mijo I finally met that new boy you have been talking about.”
Lance’s eyes widen, “You met Keith?”
She smiles, “Yes Katie introduced us. He seems like such a sweet boy. I see why you like him”
Lance groans and buries his face in his hands mumbling, “I am going to kill Pidge.”
Hunk chooses this time to walk up, “Ms. Sanchez!” Hunk runs to her picking her up.
Her smile widens “Carino como estas?”
Hunk puts her down, “I am doing well Ms. Sanchez it is so good to see you.”
“So good to hear. Anyways you two probably want to get going to your party.”
Lance kisses her on the cheek, “Thank you mami I will be back later tonight. Don’t try to stay up for me.”
She kisses him on the forehead, “No promises papito you know how I worry.”
Hunk and Lance waves goodbye to the family and head toward Lances car to go to the party.
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When they arrive the party is in full swing. There is a bunch of people dancing to the music in the living room and drinks in the kitchen.
“I am going to go get a drink!” Lance yells to Hunk over the music. Hunk nods in response.
Lance gets to the kitchen and grabs some cheap beer from a cooler. He begins to sip on it knowing he will not finish it. He looks around at the people, the team is all mixed in some enjoying the keg and some are flirting with the cheerleaders who are showing different levels of interest. Lance is usually head flirt but he does not feel like it tonight.
Lance is so lost in thought he does not notice when Acxa and Ezor walk up.
Ezor taps him on the shoulder, “He is looking for you.”
Lance rolls his eyes, “Get lost.”
Axca glares, “Come on Lance when are you going to move past this.”
Lance matches her glare, “I have. So get lost.”
The girls huff and storm off. Lance puts down his drink and heads to the dance floor.
Lance loves to dance. He remembers as a child he would dance around the living with his Papi having the time of his life. This dancing isn’t the same as that but it is still really fun. Lance moves around the floor dancing with different people having the time of his life. He is so caught up in the moment he does not notice to two separate pairs of eyes on him. One is so enamored but his movements all he wants to do is join him but the other, the other is furious eyes. Eyes that want to pull him from that dance floor and tell him not to move like that.
Lance dances for a good twenty minutes before he decides he needs to get a drink. He heads back to the kitchen grabbing water this time. He heads out to the back yard to cool off not noticing he is being followed.
Lance is standing in the middle of the yard looking up at the stars when a voice speaks behind him, “McClain.”
Lance tenses but does not turn around, “Lotor.”
“That was a good game tonight.”
“Yeah.”
Lotor sighs and runs his hands through his hair, “Oh come on Lance when are you going to forgive me?”
Lance finally turns around, “I have forgiven you.”
Lotor moves closer, “So why can’t we go back to the way things were.”
Lance crosses his arms, “It’s not that simple.”
Lotor puts his hands on Lance’s waist but Lance moves out of his hold. Lotor glares, “Of course it is.”
Lance shakes his head, “No just because I have forgiven you does not mean I want to be with you again. It doesn’t work that way.”
Lance begins to walk away but Lotor grabs his wrist. It was a tight hold, “Come on Lance. I miss you.”
Lance pulls his hand away, “Well I don’t miss you.” He begins to walk away quickly but is stopped right by the door trapped between the wall and Lotors arms. Lotor towers over Lance, “I don’t accept that.”
Lance needs to get out of here. Everybody has left the backyard and it is just the two of them, “Lotor I want to go inside.”
Lotor glares, “Not until we talk this out.”
“There is nothing to talk out Lotor you went to far. I don’t want you back and I want to go inside now.”
The face Lotor makes Lance has only seen one other time. He steps closer and now Lance really does feel trapped, he can smell some alcohol of Lotor’s breath but he knows that is not the only reason he is acting this way.
“Look I made a mistake okay. We lost the final game of the season and I was in a bad mood and you kept pestering me and I just-”
“Lance.”
Both boys turn to the new voice to see Keith glaring at Lotor. Lance uses this as a chance to get away from Lotor but he is grabbed roughly on the arm and pulled behind Lotor.
Lotor directs his anger toward Keith, “I told you to stay away.”
Keith shrugs, “Yeah and I’m sure you have heard by now but I am really bad a following rules. Now let him go.”
The hold tightens and Lance winces making Keith’s glare even harder. Lotor tries to match the glare, “I’m not afraid of you.”
Keith moves closer, his hands balled into fist, “You should be.”
“I can get you expelled.”
Keith scoffs, “Then I will be sure to make it worth it.”
Lance swears that Lotor and Keith glare at each other for a full two minutes without blinking when finally Lotor lets Lance who all but runs to Keith’s side.
Lotor points to Lance, “This is not over.” He glares and Keith one more time before storming off.
Keith watches him walk away and when he is out of sight immediately puts all of his attention on Lance. Any trace of glare completely gone, “Are you okay?”
Lance looks at his arm and sees a red mark from where Lotor held it, he nods.
Keith grabs Lance arm with a light touch and inspects it, “It is red but it does not look like it will bruise. You should be fine by Monday.”
Lance crosses his arms and looks at the ground. Keith knows that he is closing in on himself, “Hey.” Keith lower his head so he can look Lance in the eyes, “Do you want to get out of here?”
Lance nods. Keith lightly takes Lance’s hand and they begin to head toward the front to get to Lance’s car. Lance hands Keith the keys and they get in and Keith starts driving.
