James March x Reader (AHS)
"This hotel is just beautiful. Is there where I check in?" (Y/n) asked as she walked up to the front desk, setting her suitcase on the ground.
"This is the place. I'll take you to your room." Liz said as she stepped out from behind the counter, leading the girl to the elevator. "What are you in town for, acting? That's the answer I usually get."
She shook her head, smiling as they exited the elevator. "I'm here because I kind of got kicked out at home. I needed a place to stay, and I've always wanted to stay here."
"A pretty young thing like you needs a place to stay? Well, let us know if you need anything." Liz smiled as she handed her the key, walking away.
(Y/n) gave her a soft smile before opening the door and setting her stuff down inside. She walked around the room, looking around for only a little bit before there was a knock at the door.
"Hello?" She asked as she opened the door, looking around the hall; only finding a small envelope on the floor. (Y/n) opened it carefully, looking at the beautiful handwriting.
Would you please do the me the honnor to meet me in room 64- J.M
She blinked, reading the card over and over, clearly wondering who had wrote to her. She shook it off, deciding to go to the room and meet whoever wrote the note.
(Y/n) walked down the halls, stopping once she was outside room 64. She raised a hand to knock, but once her hand hit the door, it opened. "H-Hello? I got a letter saying to come to the room, and I thought maybe I should. Is anyone there?" She asked while she walked inside, looking around the room.
"So nice of you to join me darling." A deep voice said, causing her to turn around. "My name is James March, and I was the one who wrote the letter."
"It's nice to meet you Mr.March, I'm (Y/n)." She smiled, holding her hand out to him.
"Please, call me James." He smirked as he sat down in one of the chairs. "Please, have a seat."
She sat down across from him, looking down at her hands. "Is there any reason you wanted to see me James?"
He shook his head, chuckling. "Is thinking you're absolutely stunning a good enough reason?"
"Not to be rude, but you don't even know me." She told him, looking back up at him. "And I don't even know you."
"I would love to get to know you." James smiled as he stood up. "By the look on your face I can tell that you want to get to know me."
"You seem like a very nice man, but I'm going through a very rough time right now. I got thrown out of my house, and I'm just trying to find a place to stay." (Y/n) told him while she stood up, clearly getting ready to leave.
He walked over and stepped in front of the door. "I can tell that you're having some hard times. But I'm willing to let you stay at the hotel, free of charge."
(Y/n) blinked, clearly confused by his offer. "You would do that for me?"
"I've never met a girl as beautiful as you, and I would hate to see you go." He smiled, a soft hand coming to rest on her cheek. "So please, stay here."
"I-I'm not really sure still. Could you give me a little time to think everything over?" She asked him, looking up at him.
James nodded, bending down slightly; his lips gently brushing against her own. "Please do tell me when you have an answer."
(Y/n) gasped slightly, biting her lip when she pulled away from him. "Sure thing. I-I guess I'll see you soon." She smiled softly while she walked out of the room, quickly making her way back to her own.