we're not dating

part eight - don't tease

Debbie's POV

"Ughh, what the fuuck" I let out a sleepy growl sitting up on the bed and rubbing my eyes. "Did you hear that?" I asked looking over at Lou, but she was dead asleep. "Lou" I shook her arm lightly but didn't get a response. There was a banging at the door and loud voices coming from the outside. Whoever that was, I was going to kill them for waking me up. I sighed and shifted to stand up, but as soon as the comforter slid off me, I felt a cold breeze on my skin. I was naked. Oh god, right. Lou. I slept with Lou. I began to remember everything about yesterday. How we spent last night kissing, touching, making out, and confessing love to each other. I smiled to myself looking at that blonde dork laying spread on the bed, sleeping deeply. She was officially mine.

Another loud bang brought me back to reality. I grabbed my bathrobe from the hanger and ran downstairs. I opened the door ready to yell at whoever was standing behind it, but as soon as I swung it open, I saw the girls in front of me. "Oh my god, finally." Nine rolled her eyes and invited herself in, the rest of them following her. I looked at the clock absolutely confused. 9 a.m. I turned to the girls that were already in the kitchen, unpacking the coffee and bagels they brought for breakfast. I heard Constance laugh and I looked at her. "Did you two fuck all night and lost the track of time?" She grinned and took a bite of her bagel. We were supposed to meet at the bar at seven, but Lou and I forgot to set the alarm. Shit. "Sorry guys, we had a rough night and overslept." I explained, tucking my bathrobe tighter around my body as I remembered that I was completely naked underneath. "Yeah, we figured that out after waiting for you for two hours and sending you like a billion messages." Daphne said, sitting on the couch and putting her legs on Rose's lap. We still haven't talked about what was between them. They just started acting like a couple one day and no one really asked questions about that. "Yeah, sorry. You guys make yourselves comfortable down here. I'll go wake up Lou really quick and we will join you in a minute." They all hummed in response and started discussing what Netflix show to put on as I sprinted to the bedroom.

"Lou, wake up, Lou!" I said right after entering the room. I sat on the bed next to her and started shaking her lightly. "Come on baby, wake up, the girls are here, we have to get ready." She growled and shifted closer to me, wrapping her arms around my waist, eyes still closed. "Lou, please, they are waiting for us." I tried brushing her bangs away from her eyes, but they ended up bouncing back every time. Stubborn like the owner. "Why are they here" Lou mumbled still half asleep. "Because it's already 9 a.m. and we were supposed to be at the bar two hours ago. Let's go." I tried to stand up and pull her up with me, but she tightened her grip making me fall back on the bed, right on top of her. Before I even realized what happened, she managed to turn us over, so that she was now laying on top of me, her head on my chest, arms around my stomach. "They are probably already watching some dumb shit on Netflix. They don't care when we will join them." She muttered in her sleepy voice that made my heart melt every time I heard it. I mean, it also turned me on because her morning voice was deep and raspy, so it was the perfect combo of adorable and hot. "I don't want them to get suspicious." I sighed, rubbing her back softly. "Of what?" She lifted her head to look at me. I didn't answer. I didn't know what to say. What I meant was, I didn't want the girls to get suspicious about us being together. We haven't discussed if we wanted to tell them yet. But Lou's question made me doubt if we were actually officially together. Did she not mean it like that last night?

"Deb? What's wrong?" She asked grabbing my chin and making me face her. "They already keep saying that we are married. The fact that we're hugging, and touching is nothing unusual for them. They won't even notice. We don't have to tell them yet, we'll do it when you're ready." She smiled down at me and left a soft kiss on my lips. Well, I guess I'm paranoid. She was trying to reassure me, that she didn't mind waiting with making it official, and I automatically assumed, that she didn't want a relationship. "Okay, but we should hurry up anyways." I smiled at her and pulled her in for another kiss. It was supposed to be a small peck, but she immediately got on top of me, placing one hand on my neck, the other one next to my head to support herself. I swear, every single touch of hers worked magic, but whenever she grabbed my neck, I was ready to risk it all. I tangled my hand in her hair and caressed her arm with the other one. She slid her tongue into my mouth, tightened her grip on my neck and pressed her hips against mine, making me moan loudly. "Shh, we don't want the kids to hear you." She smirked and I rolled my eyes at her. "Shut up, it's your fault" She shifted and straddled me, pulling me to sit up. "It is, indeed. And I'm very proud of that." She said moving her hand up from my stomach, over my breast and to my neck. My bathrobe was fully opened by now and she was still naked from last night. I leaned in and started placing kisses on her neck and chest, squeezing her hips. She growled and rolled them against me involuntarily, throwing her head back. "Fuck, Lou" I whined in her ear. She looked me straight in the eyes and started grinding, pushing me over the edge.