Late Night Drives
who? - elliot from euphoria
word count - 529
warnings - high elliot. kissing
(just in honor of the episode coming out tonight)
the windows were all the way down, front seat and back seat. It was 10 pm at night. music blasting, freeway. it was something a teen would dream about doing. what made it better was elliot in the front seat, laughing and looking at you drive.
he got his little high craving. his eyes were dialated and he couldn’t stop begging for sour patch kids. you finally rolled your eyes and agreed to drive him, since you wanted elliot no where near a steering wheel.
your arm leaned against the console and he gently smacked it.
“thanks for taking me.”
he was cheesing, so you couldn’t help but smile back.
“you welcome elliot.”
you rolled your eyes and pulled into the gas station.
-
he dragged you around the whole store, making sure you listened and looked at everything he was bringing up. like for instance, randomly pointing at snacks because they brought back memories. you just had to nod.
“i needa go pee.”
“what?”
his eyes suddenly widen
“im gonna piss my pants.”
“okay, okay go.”
he grabbed your arm and led you to the needed to be cleaned single person bathroom. before you even knew it, he locked the door behind him, with you in the bathroom
“what are you doing elliot?”
he smirked and loosely grabbed your shoulder.
“i needed help.”
“going to the bathroom?”
“uh..”
he continued to smirk and nod
“yeah the bathroom.”
he pulled you forward slightly and you just rolled your eyes. he was acting a bit more high then he was right now.
“please?”
“remember what I said elliot?”
-
last month, in his uncleaned room, you guys were sprawled out on his bed. music was lightly playing in the background and you could barely hold your eyes open, until you felt a finger go from your forearm to your wrist. elliot was high again.
“your so pretty.”
you turn to look at him, and you met his eyes. he looked at you with admiration. his fingers intertwined with yours and he leaned on his shoulder, dragging his body closer to you.
“i wish we could share thoughts.”
“what?”
you looked at him. confusion was the best way to describe how you felt in this moment. then it happened. the kiss that led to this gas station bathroom moment. after you guys kissed that day, you told him it wouldn’t happen again.
-
“i remember what you said, but one exception?”
before you could reply he pulled you in further, your body meeting his. this kiss was messy, slow. his tongue already trying to get in your mouth. of course you let it. his hand tangled in your hair, the other on your shoulder keeping you close, and hoping you didn’t pull away, although if you did, he wouldn’t get mad. it wasn’t like elliot to get mad at you.
your hand slowly went in his washed out bleached hair, slightly tugging at whatever you could. you felt a little sound in your mouth and smirked.
when you guys pulled away he looked at you, even more dazed. he leaned his forehead against yours and smiled with a little hum.
“thanks.”