Fictional Love

Game Night

Taylor's pov
I take a seat infront of Laura, as she sips wine, and smiles at me.
"So, what do you usually do on dates?" I joke.
"Well, I start off with serving wine, which I obviously did." she laughs.
"And?" I ask.
"Then, I ask about their music taste, I mean I can't date someone who loves country music.." she adds.
"So ask me." I suggest.
"Babe, I know you don't listen to Taylor Swift and Blake Shelton when you shower." She jokes.
"I like Blake Shelton." I say, throwing on a poker face.
"Oh-"
"I'm kidding, oh my God." I interrupt, laughing.
"So how's the filet?" She clears her throat.
"Amazing! Mhm, are you sure you cooked this?" I question.
"That's just plain mean." She laughs.
"I'm sorry, it was meant as a compliment." I stutter.
"Chill Schilling, I was kidding!" she insists.
Suddenly a new song comes on, and Laura rushes to turn up the volume.
"Beauty queen of only eighteen she had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else.." she sang along.
"I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door" I join her.
"I've had you so many times but somehow I want more" she sings coming closer to me.
"I don't mind spending everyday, out on your corner in the pouring raaaain" I continue, coming closer to Laura and invading her personal space.
"Look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay a-" she sings as I interrupt her with a kiss.
She gently places her hands on my waist, while I cup her face and kiss her in the most pationate way. Eventually her hands, travel lower than my waist, and I can't help it but let out a moan.
She carries me, and lays me on the counter where we continue our make out session. I try to get her to take her shirt off, but then she stoppes me:
"Wha-did I do something wrong?" I ask, confused.
"I just have a better idea." she smirks.
"Care to explain?" I ask again.
"Game night." she blurts.
"What?" I reply, still confused.
"Strip poker?" she laughs at how innocent I sounded.
"Oh oh, uh yeah." I stutter.
"C'mon, let's go then. We'll play over there, near the TV!" she says, grabbing her drink and heading over to the television.
"Hey.." I whisper.
"You don't know how to play do you?" She guesses.
"How about we play strip twister?" I suggest.
"Way more fun, okay!" she agrees, helping me set up the mat.
"I have rules though, take off your jewelry because it doesn't count, and we take turns with the wheel." I say.
"Whoa, okay then." she laughs, taking off her numerous rings.
After we both get ready, Laura spins the wheel, and step by step, we start stripping, and eventually we're both in our underwear, with me literally laying on top of Laura.
"Left hand, blue" she says, after spinning the wheel.
"I can't, we'll both just fall, and lose." I hesitate.
"Okay let's have desert then." She smiles.
"Don't you dare grab a shirt." I order.
"Geez, fine. Then you can't wear one either." She says, letting go of that shirt.
I take a seat as Laura grabs two plates with chocolate fondant and vanilla ice cream, and places them on the table.
"I missed you, you know?" she says,
"I missed you, too." I admit.
"You should try this, I baked it myself." she suggest, shoving a fork in my mouth.
"Mm, Lau that's amazing!" I say, cutting another piece of that fondant.
"Glad you like it, I wanted tonight to be perfect." she smiles.
"It is." I agree.

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Laura's pov
After having desert, I grab my purse, to get dvds out of there,
"Pick one." I tell Taylor.
"Didn't think you were the rom-com kind." she teases.
"Well I have my days!" I joke.
"How about we watch a horror movie instead?" she laughs.
"Feels like I'm 13 and you're trying to get me to cuddle with you. No need to beg baby, I'll cuddle with you! IF you let me pick the movie." I insist.
"Fine, you got me. So which one do you wanna watch?" she asks.
"The Notebook." I say.
"Cuddling, and crying, what else do you want?" she jokes.
"Have a beer." I laugh, handing her a beer.
"Trying to get me drunk too? I don't keep beer in my fridge though, did you buy all this?" she asks.
"Well obviously an elf didn't deliver them." I retort.
"Just play the damn movie and get over here already." she orders.
"Yes ma'am." I laugh.

Halfway through the movie, and after all that cuddling, and crying, I finally decide to take things more seriously.
"Hey Tay?" I call her.
"Yeah babe." she replies.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" I ask.
"Again? Like that turned out good the first time." she jokes.
"Okay then." I pout.
"Fine, I'll be your girlfriend." She says, leaning closer, and kissing me.
"You're ruining the movie, please move." I laugh.
"Oh, I'll just go to the next room." She says, standing up.
I grab her arm, and pull her down on the couch and into a hug.
Suddenly, both our phones ring.
"The orange group chat." we both say, grabbing our phones:
Natasha: - Selfie time bitches.
- *sent an image*
Yael: - *sent an image*
Uzo: -*sent an image*
- Admit it my selfies are the best
Natasha: - 2nd best ;)!

After the whole cast sends their selfies, they all wonder why we didn't send ours.
We check our phones again;
Lea: Taylor, Laura, we know you are reading our texts, send the damn selfies already.
Natasha: They're probably doing it.
Yael: HAHAHAHA you guys!

"Laura, let's send them a selfie together." Taylor says.
"Better yet, we send two." I say.
"Okay, c'mon." She chants, snapping a picture of us.
"Let's take one on my phone." I suggest.
And as I'm taking the picture, Taylor turns around and kisses me.
"You didn't say anything about a picture with us making out!" I laugh.
"Just send it, you know they'll freak out." she jokes.
"Fine." I smile.

Taylor: *sent an image*
Laura: *sent an image*
Natasha: OHHHHHHHH
Lea: That's what I'm talking about!

We then let go of our phones, laughing at their reaction;
"They'll probably send it to the press you know?" Taylor says.
"Whatever, come be my little spoon." I tell her.
"Stealing lines for the show? How low of you Prepon." she smiles, laying her head on my shoulder.
"I'm watching." I chant.
"Yeah, me too." She says.
And for a while, we just sit there, reckless, like nothing else in the world matters, but the both of us.
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Writer's pov
I know its short, but it's been a while since I updated so I had to post something. Hope you liked it.