Hi, all! I'm here and currently working on updates for my stories (except one for Little Miracles within the week!) Anyways, I had this idea and I've missed writing about Lucian and decided to run with it. It's most likely going to be a four-shot, maybe a bit longer, but that depends on the interest I get on it.
Please review! I'm pretty proud of what I wrote. If we get ten reviews, the next chapter will be longer, I promise!
DISCLAIMER: I am not affiliated with Lucy or Ian in any way, shape, or form. This is my imagination and my imagination only. This story is completely fictional. If you don't like the pairing, don't read.
Oh, but I'm scared to death that there may not be another one like this.
And I confess that I'm only holding on by a thin, thin thread.
The party was in full swing by the time Lucy entered the bar. Various crew members seemed to take up majority of the space with cast members weaved through here and there like some grand tapestry of show-business. Of course, she was in the middle of it all, trying to find a common ground. Drew flanked her side as she pushed her way through, but people seemed to turn their backs on her just as she approached. Lucy sucked in a large breath, trying to keep her composure when the truth was that she was falling apart at the seams. Either nobody noticed that she had come in, given the fact that she had been running late in the first place, or whatever petty argument that Ashley had brewed up with her was driving a dividing line between Lucy and her cast-mates; them being on the instigator's side and leaving the lost girl alone.
It wasn't Lucy's fault that her success was reaching a high point. Yet, the blonde who once was her friend seemed to be picking up fights left and right to drive even more of a wrench into Lucy's relationship with those that she worked with. Chris had been a force she wasn't able to take control over; his controlling nature and jealous streak was the first thing that had began to cause problems. But her success was something Lucy could in control over and she wasn't about to stop it because one person became jealous. It was something Ashley had to deal with and put behind her.
Tiredly, the brunette ran a hand through her wavy brunette locks as she saw a group of cast members huddled up in a corner; Shay, Keegan, Ashley, and someone that she hadn't expected to cavort off with them, much less come to the even tonight. And that person was Ian. Lucy bit her lip, mind mulling over the recent things that had been turning in her brain during a few sleepless nights. The frenzy in her chest never seemed to cease when he was near her. The feelings that Lucy had kept down for two years were surfacing, given the fact that Chris had been quite the learning lesson in the type of guy that she needed. While she and Ian were still close, the wrench was still there, partly because he wasn't on set a lot and partly because Chris had done his best to keep them from socializing. There were things about his life that Lucy didn't know, but had to hear from other people like Keegan, such as his on again/off again relationship with Sophia or his raising money for Lupus to support his mom. Once upon a time, she'd been the first person Ian came to, but not anymore. And Lucy had no one to blame but herself for this. She never thought there'd be a time when she needed him most, but it seemed like it had surfaced and he wasn't there.
"Are you okay," her friend asked as Lucy grabbed her Rum and Coke from the bar. Lately, she'd been spending more time with Drew than Annie or Claire; Annie was off working and spending time with people that Lucy would rather not be around. They all had mutual relations with Chris and after many attempts at being friends; Lucy had shut the man out of her life for good. She didn't need the threat of him reappearing again. And Claire had been working as well, but also reconnecting with old friends that Lucy was considering on reconnecting with herself. Lucy took a sip of her drink as they continued to make rounds about the room.
"I'm fine," she replied, taking another sip. Lucy's eyes continued to flicker back and forth towards the group congregated in the corner, looking at Ian mostly. Communication between them had been small, but he never failed to make her smile, even with a simple retweet. "It's just hard." Lucy sucked in another breath and Drew nodded in response. He knew about the debacles at work from Lucy's countless retellings. The two of them continued to wander about until Lucy finished her drink. She couldn't keep ambling about like this, not when people didn't seem to acknowledge her existence. "And I'm tired." She yawned, wanting nothing more but a pair of sweats and Jack's fluffy body to curl up with in bed.
Boisterous laughter came all around the room, mainly the corner. Lucy could make out Ian joking along with Ashley. The brunette gritted her teeth and felt a small surge of jealously shock her veins. Except, she didn't allow it to scare her; Lucy wasn't going to not admit to herself like some fool. She had feelings for Ian and seeing Ashley throwing herself over him made the urge to leave only stronger. "Let's just go," she muttered to Drew and began to push her way through the crowd until she came to the door. Lucy swore she felt eyes on her back and as she turned to open the door, hers met with Ian's. She shook her head slightly, averting her gaze from him as she pulled Drew out from the bar. It was high time that she get home to look after Jack. Lucy hadn't been home enough for him and tonight would be the perfect opportunity. Lucy truly missed her pup; she missed the consistency that her life once had before things had taken both a turn for the worse and for the better.
"Luce, look, if you want to go back in by yourself…maybe I'm the reason they're keeping away from you…"
"No, Drew," Lucy shot back, whipping out her phone quickly to check her Twitter feed or texts. There was nothing, while for some reason she was hoping that there would be something; maybe a text from Ian asking why she was booking it so early into the night. But there was nothing. "I have that award show tomorrow and I need to pack for the break. I'm fine." If only she could've conveyed how much she was coming undone.
Man, it's been a long day, stuck thinking 'bout it driving on the freeway.
Wondering if I really tried everything I could, not knowing if I should try a little harder.
Ian stood in the garage of his newly acquired house after coming home from another excursion at Whole Foods. He wasn't sure why he was picking up food in the first place, seeing that he would be jetting off to the East Coast in the matter of days for the holidays and to spend majority of the hiatus there. It wasn't as if anyone would be utilizing the goods in the house either. He and Sophia had ended it just a few days ago before the wrap party. Her constant traveling had been taking a toll on them during the past month to the point where the two agreed on being friends; it would be easiest option to take rather than trying to make it work with fights rounding the corner every five minutes. Ian was thankful that things were left on amicable terms and planned to leave it at that.
Of course, he couldn't tell her the root source of his wanting to break up; he couldn't tell Sophia what she'd been expecting all along. It was Ian's compelling feelings for Lucy that made him break it off finally. It wasn't fair to either of them to keep things going the way they had whilst he had impeccably strong feelings for someone else. Some would've called Ian a fool to jeopardize everything for the girl that had been pushing him away since the beginning of January. But when it came to love, he thought risking it all was the most sincere form of the emotion. Ian's fingertip scrolled down the screen of his iPhone while looking at Twitter. Checking the social networking page was something that he'd been doing regularly to keep up with things. A tweet from Lucy captured his focus, giving her whereabouts for the oncoming week. He didn't know she was going to New York. Then again, Ian didn't know much about her life anymore at this point. The wedge between them had grown too thick even though he was giving his best attempts to ease it out.
Well, somewhat best. Ian's behavior at the wrap party could've been less than commended. Feuding within the cast was never beneficial, but he hadn't known what to do. For once, Ian was torn, but chose to stick by Keegan in fear that Lucy would shut him down the minute he tried to strike up conversation. But as he kept a deft glance on her throughout the night, Ian sensed that there was something much more wrong than a breakup. He just didn't know how to go about asking Lucy to tell him what was wrong; to ask her to trust him once again.
There had been a forlorn look in her eye the moment their eyes had made contact nights before. Ian couldn't place it, but something wasn't clicking; something wasn't right with Lucy and it seemed like nobody had even tried to take a moment to figure out what was wrong. Not even her friends. But that wasn't to say Lucy wasn't shutting them off from her like she had been doing to him. Ian knew that being busy over the past few months wasn't the cause of their distance. Both he and Lucy had packed schedules in the past and still managed to text and find time to talk. The dark haired man was well aware that the driving factor between their limited communications was her ex-boyfriend. Ian wasn't the type to hold grudges about the past, but he held a bevy of resentment towards the man who seemed to send Lucy into a downward spiral and ruin their three year long relationship whilst ruining her.
Something isn't right, Ian mumbled to himself as he clicked out of the Twitter app. The statement was a no brainer, but as he gathered the brown paper bags from the grocery store, he began to think about it more. Soon enough, he'd brought it all into the small kitchen of his home. In front of Ian rested his boarding pass to New York where he would stay for a bit. The plan was to head into the city before going to D.C. for Thanksgiving. An idea struck him; what if he was to fly out early and catch Lucy? Perhaps the one on one time would give them a chance to reconnect again. Ian's mind began to jump back to the older days, the beginning days of their friendship. He'd always known he felt something for the beautiful brunette, but often tried to fight it in order to keep things sane for the good of the show. But Ian's concern was outweighing all reason to hide feelings. He didn't want to be a coward anymore. God alone knew he'd been one at the wrap party by not approaching Lucy on the first clear shot that he got.
With resolve in his head, he booted up his Mac computer and typed in the address for American Airlines in hopes on finding a flight that would send him out to New York from Los Angeles in the morning. He couldn't waste another minute anymore, not when it came to Lucy's well being as well as him finally facing what he wanted right in the mouth. Or well, the eyes in this case. He'd fly out to the city and take the reins in his life on the one thing he could. He'd try a little bit harder, seeing that he hadn't done much of that before. Luckily, when Ian began his shirt on the ticketing website, there was one seat left on the flight from LAX to LaGuardia the following afternoon.