Love in an Elevator - Episode 1
by Ruth Lauren
I run for the elevator.
I’m late for class.
And I have to make a really important presentation today!
I skid through the doors and jab the button for 5.
I need to get to the 5th floor now!
But at the last second someone steps into the elevator.
The doors slide open.
I huff in annoyance and press the button again.
But that makes me drop all my papers.
Oh great!
I crouch down to pick up the scattered sheets.
And crack heads with someone trying to help me do the same.
Ow!
I look up.
Straight into Liam Chang’s brown eyes.
Sorry.
Are you okay?
I scowl.
Why did it have to be him?
When we were in high school together…
He seemed to enjoy tormenting me.
And now we’re at the same community college.
I’ve avoided him for months.
I ignore him and gather up my papers.
I’m already flustered.
The last thing I need is him taunting me.
Here, you missed one.
He hands me a paper.
Shoot! Everything’s all mixed up now.
And I have seconds to get it sorted.
Do you have a presentation today?
Look, do you mind?
I need to concentrate.
I turn my back to him and desperately try to reorder my papers.
The elevator jolts to a halt.
I almost drop everything again.
I turn around and press the buttons.
But nothing happens.
What’s going on?
Here, let me try.
He steps forward and presses the buttons.
Again, nothing happens.
I already did that!
Liam frowns.
Hmm. I think we’re stuck in here.
I can’t be stuck in here!
I have a presentation RIGHT NOW!
Okay, don’t worry.
I’ll call for help.
Liam presses the help button.
Nobody answers.
Oh my god.
I can’t believe this is happening.
How can I be stuck in an elevator?
And with LIAM CHANG of all people!
Hey, it’s going to be okay.
I’ll call for help from my phone.
Liam uses his cell phone to call the emergency number listed in the elevator.
I wait breathlessly for him to finish the call.
Well?
What did they say?
Okay, don’t freak out, but it’s going to be 30 minutes.
WHAT?
I have to get out of here now.
I start pacing.
The elevator feels too small.
My papers are still a mess.
And I can’t breathe…
Hey, you need to calm down.
Don’t tell me what to do!
You don’t understand.
I can’t fail out of this course.
Suddenly I feel dizzy.
I see black stars at the edge of my vision.
Liam catches hold of me.
Breathe.
Just breathe.
He pulls my back against his chest
And breathes slowly.
His arms are around my waist.
I should be furious.
But instead I start to calm down.
What-what are you doing?
You were about to pass out.
You just need to breathe slowly, okay?
Like this.
He breathes in and out.
His chest is warm against my back.
I know how to breathe.
I’m fine now.
I pull away from him and put my back to the elevator wall.
What was I thinking letting him touch me in the first place?
This is Liam Chang we’re talking about.
He once emptied out my gym bag onto the floor in the middle of the hallway.
Tampons and all.
How did you know I was going to pass out?
Because I want to be a paramedic someday.
Really?
That doesn’t sound like the Liam Chang I know.
Liam laughs.
Is it such a surprise?
Yes. I mean, why do you want to be a paramedic?
He looks at me.
When did he get so tall?
The usual reasons, I guess.
I want to help people.
I want to be there to make a difference.
Since when?
Liam looks down at the floor.
I guess I deserve that.
Yeah, you do!
And if you really want to help someone?
You can help me get out of here.
Is it that important to you?
Yes!
My professor said no excuses.
Well, okay then.
Let’s get you out of here.
He reaches up to the ceiling tiles of the elevator.
His shirt rides up and I look away.
But not before I see inches of toned, brown skin.
What are you doing?
You said you wanted out, and I aim to please.
Maybe if I can climb out, I can go get help.
He smiles at me and I remember that he has cute dimples.
Liam, that’s a crazy idea!
Seriously, stop it.
His smile fades.
He looks serious.
But I owe you.
What do you mean?
I was such a jerk to you.
Back when we were in high school.
And now I’m so sorry for what I did.
I stare at him.
He really does look sorry.
Really?
You have no idea.
I was going through some stuff back then.
But I never should have taken that out on you.
He sits down on the floor.
His long legs stretching out across the width of the elevator.
I join him on the floor, sitting on the opposite side.
So why DID you treat me like that?
He looks at the floor.
You might not believe this, but…
…I really liked you.
You…what?
I had the biggest crush on you.
But then my mom and dad started fighting all the time—
And then they got a divorce.
It was really messy.
I was caught in the middle.
Oh wow.
I had no idea that happened.
Yeah. I didn’t tell anyone.
I didn’t deal with it well at all.
I started acting out…
And messing up.
And doing stupid stuff like pulling pranks on you.
I’m really sorry.
I don’t know what to say.
You don’t have to forgive me or anything.
I know what I did was wrong.
I guess I did what I did…
Because I didn’t want to like you.
And I didn’t want YOU to like ME.
It was stupid of me.
But I thought if we never liked each other…
Then we could never hurt each other.
But I still wanted you to know I was THERE, you know?
I still wanted your attention.
I can’t believe what I’m hearing.
It’s just so sad.
I move over so I’m sitting next to him.
I’m so sorry that happened to you.
He looks right at me and my stomach flips.
Was he always this hot?
See? Even after everything I did you’re still so nice.
How could I ever NOT like you?
You mean you still…?
Like you?
He smiles and those dimples pop out again.
My heart fully melts into a puddle and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
Suddenly the elevator starts moving.
I’ve never been more disappointed.
We both scramble to our feet.
The door pings and opens on the 5th floor.
There’s a group of students crowded around.
Mina, where were you?
Professor Singh says you failed.
I step out of the elevator.
Then I look over my shoulder at Liam.
It was really nice seeing you today.
Wait, aren’t you worried about your presentation?
I smile at him.
It’s okay.
I’ll explain it to my professor.
There’s always a way to fix past mistakes, right?
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