A/n My first ever fic without Brianna in it, wow.. I'm proud of myself.
They are terribly OOC and this is really fluffy and short and stuff but Quana is one of my OTP's.
Enjoy!
I'm walking alone.
Its silent, too silent.
I should be in the town council meeting but they're just trying to disguise the fact that Drake's out there, possibly killing innocent bystanders.
They're telling everyone that it's all going to be ok, and that the problem is being taken care off; I think they've even slightly convinced themselves with all the lies they tell.
I hate to admit it, but everything was better when Sam was in charge of everything.
I need to get back soon, they will come looking for me.
...
"Hello?" I saw a dark figure approaching carrying some sort of gun, "Show yourselves, or I'll shoot!" The voice shouted noticeably getting angry, I heard them cocking their gun.
"Hey! I'm not here to hurt you!" I shout trying to protect my life.
"Quinn?" The person asks silently stepping into the moonlight, Lana approaches me lowering her weapon and gives me a look, "Someone need healing?" She asks reluctantly.
"No.. Umm, I was just walking. Sorry, I should go." I say awkwardly.
God, she knows I like her. I've made a fool outta myself.
...
"You don't need to go.." She begins, "I could use some company.." Lana continues.
"Really?!" I say way too excitedly, "I mean, that'd by cool; sure" I correct, trying to regain my manly composure.
Lana snorts (not like a pig, like the laugh) "Ok" Lana says with a hint of a smile.
Lana walks off and I stand, I'm not sure whether I should follow or stay.
She stops and turns to look over her shoulder, "Are you coming?"
"Yes!" I say whilst jogging to catch up to her, I guess todays finally picking up.
I hope you liked it, but if you didn't that's ok too.
I'm not very good at first person writing so if you've got any tips make sure you tell me because it would really help! Thanks for reading :)
