meet-cutes, day 11
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"You're not Lily."
Yeah, Albus knows he's not Lily. He's been told by several people that he's not Lily.
"Yeah, I'm her brother," he says, sliding into the passenger seat. "I was told you needed a hot date to your sister's wedding, so here I am."
"Okay," the driver—Scorpius—says, looking over Albus. "Let's go, then."
…
He requested a Lily, yet now he has an Albus. Scorpius swears, as soon as he's out of the car, he's going to kill Lily via text. Is this is friend's way of saying to date someone and stop using her as a scapegoat for any family event?
Because while his family knows that he's bisexual, and they're fine with it, Scorpius just doesn't want to date anyone; being free is so much more appealing to him.
Well, at least Lily's brother is good-looking.
…
Albus isn't sure what to say. He keeps on glancing over at Scorpius, whose knuckles are white on the steering wheel.
He doesn't even know why he let Lily convince him to go on this date with her friend. She claimed that he needed to go out and go on dates instead of staying home in his pajamas.
He likes his pajamas more than people he doesn't know.
Albus says nothing.
…
"So," Scorpius says, as they step out of the car, heading to the Church, "we're dating because anytime I go to a family event, they bug me about having a boyfriend or a girlfriend."
Scorpius brushes a hand through his hair as he looks at the Church. He's hoping that Albus is good at both getting a hint and picking up on what Scorpius is saying.
Lily is.
"Okay," Albus says, walking over to Scorpius. He looks perfectly calm as if his sister always asked him to go on random dates. Albus takes Scorpius' arm and smiles. "We're dating, right?"