A/N: Hi. A longer chapter to make up for the smaller one last time. Kind of a lot happens here, so I hope you like it. Oh, and there's some Elavan smut ahead. Don't judge me. Yeah, I'm looking at you. I see those judgey eyes. Knock it off.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognisable.


They drove to Avan's house with the radio softly playing in the background, light topics of conversation drifting to each other. Liz suggested watching a film and so they decided that they'd have a movie night as they hadn't had one for a while. They pulled up and Avan leapt out of his seat to race around and open Liz's door for her. She smiled at him a little, and flicked him on the forehead.

"Doofus." She laughed, but took Avan's hand to help her out anyway.

"Yeah, but you love my charming doofus-ness, don't you?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

She just laughed again, and pulled him in for a hug.

"Yeah. I love you." Her face was muffled by his chest but he still heard her. He pulled her in closer, and kissed the top of her head.

"Love you too, Gillies." They pulled away - but not before Avan tactfully slipped her bag off her shoulder and onto his own. He flashed a playful grin and she laughed.

"Okay, okay, Prince Charming. Let's get inside before I faint from all the chivalry. What movie are we thinking of picking?"

"Hmm. I don't know." He said as he unlocked the door and motioned for Liz to get in. He reached behind him and locked the car.

"How about a really funny one? I think we could use it, Jogia."

"That is true. How about you go pick one whilst I put your bag in my room?"

"Cool."

"Oh, and Liz?" She looked up from the DVD stand.

"Please take those boots off."

"Why? I didn't think you guys ha-"

"No, because if you don't, I might be forced to do unmentionable things to you right there." He said, climbing the stairs. "Take 'em off!" He shouted over his shoulder.

She couldn't deny that what he said turned her on. Just a bit. Hmm. So he liked the boots. She could do something with that. She sat down on the couch and began taking them off, thinking about how she could use the boots to her advantage. Her cheeks flushed. Okay, maybe not that much of an advantage.

Liz heard Avan come thundering down the stairs and held up her movie choice for him to see.

"'Bridesmaids'? Good choice, Gillies. I'm liking it. Want popcorn?"

"Butter?"

"Of course."

"Then duh! I'll come help." Liz slotted the movie into the DVD player so it could run past the adverts. They made their way out into the kitchen and Avan got the popcorn and began heating it.

"Hey, what's your poison tonight?" Liz asked, opening the fridge.

Avan smiled coyly and spun her around, wrapping his arms around her and resting them on her ass.

"You." He said and pulled her down for a kiss. They got lost in the sweetness, relaxing into each other's touch wh-

DING!

The microwave sounded, and they broke apart, Liz yelping and looking at Avan like he'd just hit her.

"Fucking hell, Avan, I think my heart just stopped!"

"I didn't know that was going to happen, did I?" He said, a smile playing on his face and they both gave in and dissolved into giggles.

"Okay, what do you actually want?" Liz said, opening the now closed fridge.

"I tol-" Avan began.

"Besides me. And if you keep on wazzing me off you won't be getting that either." She said, cutting him off and rolling her eyes.

"Okay, okay, fine. I'll have... Coke?"

"Coming up." Liz said as she pulled two bottles of Coke out the fridge. "Mmm. The popcorn smells good. Almost-" she walked up to Avan, placing her hands on his chest and bringing her mouth up to his, not quite touching though. "- as good as you." She said, her tone sultry. With that, she walked away laughing, the popcorn in one hand and the two bottles of Coke in the other. Avan just shook his head and walked after her.

"Tease!"

"I know." Avan sat on the couch and Liz followed, putting the popcorn in between them and the drinks on the floor. She snuggled into his chest as he pressed play - the first scene came on and they immediately burst into childish giggles. Hey, at least it wasn't awkward.


They got about halfway through the movie before they became more interested in each other. Liz turned around so that she was facing Avan and leant down for a sweet, slow kiss, enjoying each other's company. It soon got more heated though, as Avan sat up and pushed her so that he was on top, resting on his elbows. She unbuttoned his over shirt and pushed it off, running her hands up and down his arms, as he slid his under her top and played with the underwire of her bra. She sat up and lifted her arms, wordlessly asking Avan to pull her top off. He massaged her breasts through her bra and she groaned into his mouth, any plans she had to tease him fleeing her brain. She pulled on his top and he lifted himself just enough to quickly rip it off and throw it across the room - he'd pick it up later. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra as she reached down to unbutton his pants and slip her hand into his boxers, running her fingers up and down his already hard length. He muttered a weak 'fuck' before bending down to kiss her neck and chest. She arched her back and groaned again.

"A- Avan?"

"Mmmmm?" He mumbled against her chest and she swore she felt the vibrations between her legs.

"We really shouldn't be-" he bit down on her collarbone "-holy fuck we shouldn't be doing this on your couch - shit - aren't your parents staying over?"

"Mmmm, they are. But they're out." He groaned as she wrapped her hand around him and pumped slowly. "And who cares about my couch?" That was the end of coherent speaking for both of them (other than a few swear words here and there) as Avan pushed her pants down (he cursed their tightness to hell and back) before she took over, kicking them off. He pushed her thong aside, and slipped two fingers into her center, extracting a raspy moan. He rubbed his thumb over her clit and twisted his fingers inside her, and she came undone beneath him, moaning and panting. Without saying anything, Avan pulled down his own jeans and boxers, tossing them behind him and pushed into her, still tender from her last orgasm. Her phone rang behind them, but she shook her head at him as if to say 'ignore it'.

"Fucking hell, Avan- shit-" she hissed, biting into her lower lip. Her nails ran up and down his bare back, leaving red lines and a few crescent moons when he hit that special spot inside of her. He thrust into her, grunting slightly (which, for the record, she found insanely sexy). He felt her tense underneath him, whimpering in a way that spurred him on even more.

"Shit, Avan. I'm close- Holy..." She trailed off and dug her teeth into her lip even harder. He brought his head down to bite on her collarbone, and it sent her over the edge, moaning and hissing even louder as he came inside her too. He lifted a hand to tilt her chin up, kissing her softly. He pulled out of her and lay beside her, exhausted. He reached for his plaid shirt, handing it to her whilst pulling on his boxers.

"Can we be bothered to go upstairs?" He said, looking at the clock. It was half eleven, and they were exhausted.

She pouted, and shook her head. He chuckled, kissing her pout away.

"Kay then. We'll just snuggle here." Her phone rang again, and she groaned.

"Go away!"

"Babe, I don't think the phone's gonna listen."

"Oh shut up. I'll leave it."

"But it rung before. It might be important."

"Since when did you become the sensible one?" She grumbled as she got up. She grabbed her (cracked) phone and answered it.

"Hello? Yeah, sorry. No, his ran out of battery. Yes, he is. Joan, I can't hear you. Are you crying? WHAT HAPPENED? Okay. Which one? Okay. We're getting in the car. See you there."

Avan jumped up, concern written all over his face.

"What's wrong? Why was she crying? What happened? Why are we getting in the car."

"Just get dressed and stop acting like an inquisitive four year old. I'm keeping your shirt." Liz said, pulling on her pants and keeping Avan's plaid shirt on. They pulled the rest of their clothes on, Avan shrugging on a hoodie over his undershirt instead. They rushed out to the car, Liz still trying to zip up her boots.

"Liz, you still haven't told me where we're actually going yet."

"Cedars-Sinai. Drive."

"What?" He started the car and pulled out the driveway. "Why?"

"Ariana. Hit by a drunk. Step on it, Jogia."


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