Xtina oneshots- GXG ON HOLD

Just A Drive

Relationship: you're Christina's friend/love interest you're also one of her stylists
age: significantly younger than Xtina (10-15 years)
plot gist: Xtina knows something is up. you're all pissy because you saw her making out with a guy at a party last night and you have to cover up her hickies. she notices and makes you go on a drive with her. you tell her you have feelings for her. things escalate

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"could you sit for a few minutes please," you said trying to cover up the dark purple hickey on Christina's face. although that was hard when she was posing for pictures every second of the day.

"Who pissed in your cornflakes huh?" she teased sitting down fully so you could cover up all her proof of what happened last night

Christina invited you out for the first time since you joined her team, the two o you had gotten pretty close over the few months you've been working with her and you decided you needed a night off.

so you agreed on going out unknown to you that going out simply meant being in the club at the same time as Christina. sh didn't say one word to you the whole night.

you knew she saw you, sitting alone in a booth with a cup of brandy, the two of you locked eyes multiple times throughout the night.

it wasn't until she was grinding and making out with some guy not even four feet away from you that you decided to leave.

"fine don't tell me" her nasty comment pulled you out o your head, she picked up her phone again leaving all room for possible conversation behind.

"here tina" you handed her the clothes she would be wherein today

"Thanks, doll" she stood up and began to undress. seeing Xtina naked isn't an odd sight for you, although it's not in the context you want, you style her almost every day. this was nothing new

so you were confused when you found yourself blushing and diverting your eyes at the sight of her body

still you helped make slight alterations around her breast and waist.

"When are they going to get here. we're already an hour behind schedule" Christina was getting more irritable by the second. she was referring to the interview she was supposed to have today.

"I'm trying to get in contact with the team right now"

"they're going to have to reschedule.. you're booked" another one of her assistants informed

"perfect, y/n, come on. we're going for a drive" she grabbed your hand pulling you up from your spot on the couch and leading you to the door

"Christina you dint have time for tha-" she shut the door right in his face

"I hate them I swear to god, you're the only one who really.. gets me you know. they care because I pay them but.. I don't know you're just different" Christina smiled light-heartedly at you as the two of you entered her car.

tension was high and the air in the car seemed to be thick.

before you knew it the two of you were on the 405 and she was pulling over onto a small patch of grass in the mountains of Beverly Hills

"what are we doing?" you asked looking over at her

"talk to me. obviously something is on your mind" she stated putting the car in park

"Christina id rather we didn't do this right-" you started

"no please say to. it's obviously about me. I have the right to know" you side-eyed her. not in a rude way though, it was knowing and shameful

"ok well... I really like you, Christina, not like anyone else does like you sid before. I just feel like I can be myself with you... loving you is easy. and I thought that maybe you felt the same way, which is why I agreed to go out last night and to see you so carelessly on a man the way you were.. I don't know it just hurt"

that's why you're upset" she looked slightly shocked, you knew she knew you licked her in the way you did already, I mean it was quite clear to everyone who saw the two of you around each other. you definitely had soe=mething special.

"oh, that douchebag, that was just sex y/n" she added " I didn't even stay the night"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it e=meant that much to you" h returned to you trying a softer approach "look, I really like you too y/n" her hand found its way up your skirt squeezing your upper thigh

"let me make it up to you" she leaned toward you. when you didn't protect she kissed your lips. you kissed her back.

it was everything you ever wanted right in front of you, but it didn't feel right. this isn't how it was supposed to happen

one thing lead to another and she was pulling off her shirt and straddling your legs

""come on, you've seen me topless many times, don't be shy now" she teased when you stopped kissing and touching her, in general, to look at her chest

she pulled you back into her lips, and with every kiss the feeling of wrong grew in the pit of your stomach

"Christina wait" you pulled away from the kiss, she stole another kiss from you not wanting to lose the pace as her hands travel up your shirt fondling your breast over your bra

"what?" she pulled away slightly

"Christina stop. look at me" you felt objectified and you didn't like it

with a sigh and pulled away from you not making eye contact just yet.

"Christina, is this just sex too? be honest.. look at me in the eyes Christina" sh didn't say anything but she did make eye contact, the moment was short-lived though when Christina's shameful eyes looked down at her hands again, that was all the answer she needed

"that's what I thought" tears pooled in your eyes

you wanted Christina so bad, you wanted her in a way that was purely out of love and admiration whereas all Cristina wanted was sex and passion. maybe you to were more different than you thought.

she got off you putting her top back on as you began coving yourself back up

"drive me home. It's the least you could do"

Christina tried to spark a conversation once but you quickly shut it down, other than that the ride was silent

as soon as you pulled up to your house you got out of the car and began walking to the door

you could hear Christian trying to rationalize, and apologise to you through the window of her sports car, but you weren't listening to a word she was saying

you walked right into your house not even paying Christina a passing glance.