URGE • Fezco • Euphoria

*23*

Liz did exactly as Fez told her, she went into his room, dressed into a pair of sweats and a shirt she found laying around, laid down in his bed and turned the tv on.

She scrolled trough multiple channels, not sure what she wanted to watch when she came across 'The Office', one of her favorite sitcoms she always watches when she's feeling depressed.

She smiled at the sight of the show, knowing it was exactly what she needed to cheer herself up. The lame jokes and extremely random characters always made her laugh, no matter the situation she was in.

She wrapped herself into the soft blankets that were spread across the bed, comforting herself with the fuming smell of cologne, weed and laundry's detergent. She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and decided to text her aunt before she freaked out.

She told the woman she was staying at Lexi's, not wanting to deal with the conversation of practicing save sex with her aunt if she told the truth. Even though sex was the last thing on her mind tonight.

She also decided to send out a text to Lexi, knowing she wouldn't mind the lie she told her aunt, but still she felt like the girl deserved to know.

After watching four episodes of 'The Office', the bedroom door opened and Fezco revealed himself in the opening.
He smiled softly at the sight of Liz cuddled up between his blankets.

He truly felt bad about dragging her into this, but he also knew there was no way out of it now. He should've never talked to her in the first place, he should've never invited her over. But it was too late, she was already deep into his shit, and all he could do know was protect her.

With a sigh he changed into a pair of sweats and a T-shirt as well, feeling Liz' dark eyes watching him.
He smiled a sympathetic smile at her before getting into the bed as well, cuddling close to her.

His back was resting against the headboard, his arm wrapped around her body as she rested her head against his chest.

"Are you sure it's gonna be fine?"
She whispered, her eyes still focused on the tv.

"I don't know."
He told her honestly, running his fingers trough her blonde hair.
"But I won't let anything happen to you, Liz."

"I know."
She sighed, her hand playing with the material of his shirt.
"But what if something happens to you?"

"Then you fucking run."
He told her without hesitation, he didn't care about his safety. He just wanted her to be safe. He needed her to be safe.

"I'm not gonna do that."
She chuckled softly.

"You should."

"I couldn't."
She shrugged.

He didn't say anything in reply, he just smiled down at her and pressed a kiss on the top of her head, causing a smile to grow on her lips as well.

"You know."
Liz started, lifting her head so she could look at him.
"I really thought you stood me up because you didn't want to go on that date with me."

"I know."
Fezco sighed, still feeling bad about that situation.

"We got raided that night."
He explained.
"Nate told on us to the cops."

"I know."
She whispered.
"I get it."

"I really wanted to go on that date with you, Liz. I had everything planned and shit."
He looked down at her, watching her smile his favorite smile he's ever seen.

"Yeah, I looked forward to it too."
She shrugged, she now knew it wasn't his fault that he didn't show up, so she wasn't mad at him. She could never be mad at him.