wanderlust-

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ii. it's a rom-com!

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lucas x maya

Maya had downloaded movies before the trip. Buying and renting and searching for something good to watch with Lucas.

"This one! It's a Rom-Com!" Maya had pointed at the cheesy movie cover of a boy and a girl on the screen.

"Fine. I choose the next one," he pecked her on the lips, "but get the popcorn. I think there's a crappy microwave downstairs. I have to take a shower."

"Okay. I'll be right back. Do want soda or something?" she yelled while she opened the door of the motel. Lucas hadn't answered her so she went back inside and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Lucas?" the shower wasn't running.

Maya slowly turned the knob and saw Lucas on Maya's phone.

Maya gulped.

"Hey Maya, 'Austin' keeps texting you."

She grabbed the phone away from him and slowly backed away. And she ran. Got her purse in one hand and popcorn in the other. Out the door.

She heard the boy yelling her name running after her.

How would she tell him that a boy named Austin was married to her once?

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She went to the small diner that reminded her of her mother and sat down at one of the booths.

A petite waitress had saw her streaming mascara and sat down on the other side of the booth.

"Oh! Dear Lord, what's wrong? What happened? Wait, let me get you a milkshake on the house. Yeah?"

Maya slowly nodded, her phone vibrating in her jacket pocket.

She checked the buzzing electronic and held in her hand. It became annoying so she turned it off.

"Alright babe, what's wrong?" the waitress sat down and gave her the milkshake.

"Um... What's your name?" Maya asked, as scratched the back of my neck.

"Laura, dear." the waitress, Laura, was quite young, probably eighteen, red hair, and a cute outfit that looked like her mother's when she worked at a diner, but she acted like a seventy year-old woman.

"I had a fight, or maybe a fallout with my boyfriend..." Maya started.

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"Jesus, Maya, you scared me. I didn't know where you were." Lucas tapped a girl with blonde hair, but as she turned around an unfamiliar face stared at the boy.

"Sorry, I think you have the wrong person. But I'm Mia." Mia stook out her hand.

Lucas politely rejected and went looking for Maya again.

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"Sweet Jesus. You have a complicated life, girl." Laura laughed.

Maya laughed, "Well, what about you? Do you have someone special in your life?"

"Yes. I do. I'm married. Yes, married at eighteen.. Why the hell would you do that? Well, I loved him so much. And him aswell. It's crazy though. He proposed to me on Graduation. He works at a publishing company. And he wouldn't let me work at first, but I'm stubborn. He visits me around this time." Laura looked at her watch and looked at her phone and smiled.

"Darling, I'm so sor-," she was cut of when Lucas came rushing out of the diner door to Maya.

He held on to her cheeks, and wiped of excess mascara with his thumbs. He looked into her eyes before he hugged her tightly.

Lucas pulled away from Maya and started apoligizing frantically. Holding on to her head with his hands.

"I'm fine, Lucas." she smiled, and took her hands into his.

"Well, honey, I have to go, but good luck. Here's me number if you ever need to call someone." Laura gave her a napkin with a couple of napkins. She picked up her bag and walked out the door.

"Are we alone in a diner?" Lucas had gotten out of pouring rain. It had started in the middle of Maya and Laura's conversation.

"Yes, we are."

Maya grabbed her phone and put a soft song on. Some indie-folk band.

Lucas grabbed her waist and pulled her in slowly, Maya arms going around his next slowly as they swayed.

"I'm so sorry, Maya. I shouldn't have looked through your phone. A lot of people have unresumed buisness that they need to work out. And I should've waited you to tell me something. The last thing I wanted was to make problems while you're trying to make a new start."

Maya pulled away and took his hand, guiding him to a table.

"Austin is a very complicated subjec-," Maya started.

"No, Maya you don't need to tell me."

"I need to Lucas, and that's the end of it." Maya looked at Lucas and started up again, "Joshua, Riley's Uncle, was on a college trip to Michigan. I had gotten into the Art School I applied to and was happy, so I celebrated. I decided to meet up with Josh, and he brought a couple people, his friends, with him. One being Austin Jacobs.

"He was handsome, but manipulative. He somehow persuaded me into thinking that I was in love with him. And then he persuaded me into marrying him. We had only been dating for a couple of months. He was crazy. He didn't abuse me or anything. He was just fake and he was surely crazy. I asked for a divorce, finally convinving myself that I didn't love him. That I was in love with someone else. And he signed the contract. I never picked up the phone when he called. Or when you called. I was really scared. I thought that maybe if I went back to the crappy motel I'd just see my clothes, my makeup in the bathroom, unmade sheets, with a note on the bed that said that you'd gone. And you were to never come back. Like how my Dad did to my mother."

Lucas smiled sadly at the girl, "I'll never leave you. I love you. And we also have to get back."

Maya chuckled, "I love you too, Sundance."

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i know i promised that i'd update soon. things came up okk. and i wanted it to make it enjoyable so i hope you liked it.