Lesbian oneshots

Part 1: New Years Kiss

TW: Mentions of R*pe, S*xual assault, Homophobia. Includes fluff, innapropriate language, anxiety. 

If any of these trigger you please don't read <3 this story is just inteanded for entertainment.

Grays pov:

I smile as my eyes left my phone as she sent <3 to close off her message. 

"Shit" I mutter to myself. She was coming over to celebrate New Years in an hour and I still needed to pick an outfit. I chuck my phone on charge to focus while I pick out my clothes.

 It's still 23°c at 4:30pm so I shouldn't get too cold tonight.

 I decided to wear a white coquette summer dress hemmed with a white lace trimming. Small blue flowers were stitched into the satin fabric. Blue's Rylies favourite colour, just the thought of her makes me grin. As I change into my dress I decide to add my faux black corset around my waist. 

As I finish curling my shoulder length brunette hair I hear a 'ding' from my phone which is in the next room across from me. I turn off the curler and leave it to cool on the bench while I eagerly make my way to my room.

New Message from Rylie <3333

'I'm leaving now so I'll be there shortly! Can't wait to see you ;)'

I roll my eyes and notice how pink my cheeks are in the mirror. Ugh why does she always do this to me. 

I lay down on one of the outdoor couches and scrolled on Instagram until Rylie and all of the other people who graduated highschool with us. Everyone's stories are filled with people having little to get-togethers before my party. 

What was I even thinking when I decided to host a party. I'm going to have a house full of 18 year olds, god knows how many people will come. 

Rylies pov:

Due to the busy streets, I've only managed to park my car a few roads down. 

As I make my way down Gray's road I hear some music and see several groups of classmates jumping out of cabs. Looks like they're not planning on driving home, it might turn into a wild night. I don't drink much, one and done. 

You could call me the responsible friend, Gray's responsible friend. She doesn't drink too much, only on special occasions which might be today. 

I'm not even a party person, Grays just forcing me to come along. I guess I'm a bit of a simp. That's an understatement, I am such a simp for Gray and I'd do anything for her. She's the best part of my life and ugh I love her. 

As I walk into the driveway Gray runs out to me with open arms. I embrace her hug as if it'll never end. I feel the satin of her dress against my stomach's skin as we do. As we release she drags my hand leading me across to the courtyard to where everyone is surrounded.

 "Holy shit, did you invite all of our ex-year!?" I jokingly said. "Well uh let's just say yes?" Gray replied with. She burst out with laughter and so did I, fuck her laugh is so cute. 

Her house is now full of teenagers digging into drinks and snacks. As the sun sets I've managed to talk to about 10 of my classmates discussing our future summer plans. 10 may not seem a lot but when you have social anxiety that's an achievement. 

On the other hand I have lost track of Gray. She's a social butterfly; easy going and confidently able to talk to everyone here. Sometimes I do envy that about her, why couldn't I be blessed with that gift. 

Gray said earlier saying if I ever need a break I could go out on the back deck where the fairy lights stopped. It's reassuring that she cares about me too, even if it's the same way that I care for her, it's something.

(Time skip to 9pm)

Grays pov:

"Who wants to play some games"! I yell out to everyone stumbling around as I'm slightly tipsy. Everyone cheers and we all gather round to form a circle for spin the bottle. 

A few rounds in and Sam my ex spins the bottle pointing at me. "Shit", I think to myself.

 As I look across and into his eyes I see his face grin. Wishing I could rub that smug look off his face, I roll my eyes. 

We broke up for a reason and now the last thing I want to do is kiss that bitch. His homophobic ass deserves to die. Ever since I came out as Bisexual he treated me differently. 

He turned into a sex-addict. Constantly trying to have sex with me as if he was trying to prove a point, making me think I was just being stupid. 

As we stood up into the centre of the circle, everyone went silent.  We suffered quite a public break up.

Sam: I've missed being able to do this

Gray: Shut up I don't like you

He pulls me in to kiss me and holds me close. Memories rush through me from the positive parts of our relationship.

 But instantly those memories are flooded with trauma as he grabs onto my ass as our lips meet. A single tear leaves my eye and I push him off. 

I quietly go back to sitting down next to Rylie as all the boys cheer on Sam for 'winning me back'.

 I lean onto Rylie's side and slightly hug her arm. I feel safe when I'm comforted by her, just her presence helps. I grab a drink to remove the horrid taste of Sam from my mouth.

Rylie: Gray how much have you had to drink?

Gray: Oh this is my fourth don't worry

After a few more rounds pass it's my turn to spin the bottle. The only person I genuinely want to kiss is Rylie, I've had a crush on her for a year now. Luckily I was able to get her to play.

 As the bottle spins I focus on it anxiously waiting for it to stop. My cheeks turn red as I look up from the bottle and see it pointing at Rylie.

Rylies pov:

As I'm half asleep drifting off into my own world I realise it's Gray's turn to spin the bottle.

 I'm gonna hate watching her kiss someone again, it was painful enough watching her kiss Sam and seeing her being uncomfortable. 

The bottle spins round and round until it looses momentum. When it does come to a stop it lines up perfectly to me. 

Our eyes meet and we both know that it's fine, it's just a came after all. My head tilts to the left as her hand rests on my chin. We take one long kiss before separating for air. Wanting to kiss for longer we know the game needs to move on. 

My heart is beating like crazy as if it's gonna explode. 1 Million thoughts race through my head; did that kiss mean anything, does she like me more than friends, is she just drunk?

We sit there in silence feeling close to each other, both of us remain with lightly pink blushed cheeks. "I liked that", Gray whispered into my ear. Butterflies filled my stomach as she smirked.