Catch me, I'm falling. (Lexa/you)

Chapter 18

Lexa's POV.

"I'm not one for parties." Lexa sighed as she ran a hand over the fine leather of her letterman, eyeing it carefully.

"Right. Okay." Anya rolled her eyes. "You just put all that makeup on for nothing."

Lexa's cheeks tinted as she watched her cousin, and Lincoln, eyeing her from the doorway to her room.

"I'm just...not feeling much like partying." Lexa shrugged indifferently.

Lincoln pinched the bridge of his nose. "Lex, I promised Octavia you'd come."

Lexa blinked. "What? Why does she care?"

Lincoln smirked. "Because the Commander has a little bit of a following and it's Octavia's party."

Lexa rolled her eyes. "My following consists of Charlotte."

Anya scoffed. "Right, your parents don't own one of the world's most successful companies, and your social media isn't always filled with thirsty attention seeking media outlets. You're like Ivanka Trump."

Lexa made a face and Anya profusely apologized. "Okay, sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I just-"

"(Y/n)'s going." Aden mumbled as Lexa flopped back onto her bed beside her brother, who'd been quietly reading until that moment.

Lexa shot up immediately, ignoring the way his eyes widened in surprise.

"What?" Lexa demanded.

"Oh, why didn't we think of that?" Anya mumbled. "Should've been our go-to move."

"(Y/n)'s back from her weekend trip with her mom." Aden shrugged, trying not to sound too obvious. Of course, he'd planned this for days on end, casually positioning himself in her room to drop your name.

Lexa lit up almost instantly. Aden had to hide his triumphant grin.

Lexa then realized that she had to play it cool. Of course, in reality, she was fooling no one. But she had to save face.

"Oh, well, I mean...We're not really in the same friend group." Lexa shrugged.

"Oh yeah." Anya mocked. "You're miles above her because you're the varsity football captain. Have you tried not being classist for a change?"

Lexa immediately backtracked. "Oh my god, Anya, not what I meant. I meant that we don't really have anything to do with each other."

Aden rolled his eyes at his sister's stubborn show. "Is that why (Y/n) took care of you when you were sick? Or trained you back to health?"

Lexa couldn't hide her dumb smile at that. You had taken care of her. You were close. But still... "Guys, I don't know-"

"Luna Rivers will be there, and I hear she's not quite over (Y/n)." Lincoln chimed in and when Anya cocked a brow in curiosity he shrugged. "What? O and I gossip and do each other's hair."

"You don't have hair, Linc." Aden quipped.

"I like the gossip." Lincoln shrugged once more, and Aden smiled, happy to have such accepting male figures in his life.

"Wait." Lexa dusted her arm off, jaw clenched.

Aden smirked to himself. So predictable.

"What?" Lincoln played innocent once more.

"Luna Rivers, did you say? At the party?"

"Yeah. She has eyes for Party Girl (Y/l/n). Honestly, (Y/n) is like a frat boy at these things." Lincoln informed her.