just a little warning, i swear a lot. so yopu have been warned. i don't own gmw.
-wanderlust-
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lucas x maya
"I think I'm in love with Lucas." The seventh grade girl, looked at the boy dreamingly.
"Riley, you're thirteenh. You've never expeirenced love."
"So? I'm going with my gut."
"Okay, darling," Maya sighed, "I'll see you at lunch."
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"Hey, Shawn."
"Hey Kiddo, what's up?"
Maya was sixteen and on the phone.
"I'm having boy trouble."
"Oh.. I don't know if I'll be of any need to this situation that you are i-," Shawn kept rambling.
"Please, just listen. I haven't talked to Cory in over six months, and I feel like it would be awkward."
"Yeah, okay kid, what'ya got?"
"You know Lucas right?"
Shawn sighed into the phone, "You love him, don't you?"
Maya bit her lip. What would she respond with? 'Yep, you heard from Angela?' or maybe, 'Yes, I am in love with the boy who is 817.9 miles away from me. You heard from Angela?'
She then gave up, "Yep."
"If you love something, set it free."
Shawn had hung up the phone.
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You could tell now that she didn't take Uncle Shawn's advice.
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"Lucas," she had said it in a sing-song voice.
Lucas turned his head away from the girl. It was 3:00 am, and Lucas told Maya that she wasn't allowed to wake him up. It didn't help that Lucas told Maya that the Motel that they were staying at was infested with cockroaches.
"Lucas, I can't sleep." Maya poked at his cheek while wrapping around his legs with hers.
"Shhhh..," he tried turning, but Maya had him trapped.
"Geez, Maya. It's what," he glanced at the clock, "three fucking am. Go to sleep, baby."
"I told you I can't." She then got off of him. Turning to her side of the bed, looking at him at an unusual angle. Lucas sat up, obviously tired.
"C'mere." He stretched his arms out to her, and Maya gladly took them.
He held Maya, as she wrapped her arms around his torso.
"Why can't you sleep?"
"You said that this place was fucking infested with cockroaches..." Maya trailed off.
"That's not it. There's something else bothering you. What's wrong?" He looked at her with a concerned frown.
"I don't miss it. I haven't talked to anyone in days, and I don't miss it at all. Of couse I miss our adventures in New York and Riley, but she moved tot he subburbs. Something we swore we'd never do. It's like How I Met Your Mother, baby! Frakle and Riley moved to the subburbs and now the gang is split up!"
Lucas smiled, "But in the end of that episode, everyone got along again, remember?"
Of course Maya remembered. She made Lucas watch all seasons, saying he was a disgrace, when he had never watched one episode.
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They were once again in the car. Maya eating a bag of chips, and Lucas humming to country songs that Maya hated.
"Ew," she would say as she turned the channel to some indie folk band, "They don't have the southern voices," she would argue with him.
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"You little Fucker!" She exclaimed loudly in the small shop. Mothers looked at her unammusingly and teenagers snickered.
"I would think you would know that I'm a bi-," Lucas started.
"Oh, shut up!" She hit him on the arm. He then responded with a fake hurt look on his face and a hand over his heart.
"That hurt, Maya Hart."
"No it didn't, Lucas. Where are the powdered donuts?" She looked frustuatingly at all the aisles until she finally found them in the bread section.
"Okay, I think we have enough." Lucas took the cart, "Wait outside."
The girl rose an eyebrow, "You're going to pay for all of this by yourself?"
"Yes. Now wait in the car. I'll be there in a second."
He waited until the girl got inside the car. Then, Lucas went to find a payphone.
"Hey Cory.. Yeah she's fine... Nothing, sir, it's just... She doesn't want to come back... Because everyone's left her... She left you? Riley never talks to her anymoe... Shawn says he's always busy... I'll talk to you later." He then proceded to slam the payphone on the hanger. Then picked it up.
"Mama... Yes, yes, we're doing fine... Can I ask you a question?... Yeah, well, um, I'v been thinking about this lately... No, Mama, marriage... Too young?... Yeah, it's to early... Thank You... I love you too, see you soon." That's when he proceded to check out.
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Maya had a book in her hand and started reading aloud. Getting mixed up at times but she started, "It's os hard to talk when you want to kill yourself...," she winced and shrugged, and laughed, thinking that all of the books she bouht were depressing, but Lucas told her to carry on.
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"Hey, baby?"
"Yes, Maya, darling?"
Maya laughed, "Where are we going? I'm tured and I want to be wrapped around in your arms."
She was half asleep, and he started chuckling.
"We're almost there, Maya. I'm really tired and I need your arms, too." He whispered.
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"Hey, Lucas, what's the meaning of life?" He was moving all of the throw pillows of the Motel 6 bed on the floor, while she was sitting on a sofa chair.
"Seeing you smile when you wake up." She looked unammused.
"Is this your way of getting laid, because I'm tired, so no." Lucas laughed and walked over to her side, and hugged her. She responded with wrapping her arms tightly around his, her head on his chest.
"Thank you." She smiled.
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WELL THAT WAS CUTE.
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