Moments I'll Never Confess

It Got Weird When We Made Out

A part 3 to class reunion may or may not be a thought... I'm considering it... but first.. I've been kinda itching to write this one since this song came out in July. This oneshot is based off the song Got Weird by dodie. If you haven't listened to her stuff—she is queer and amazing and this song is just... mmm, chefs kiss! I highly suggest listening to the song before/after reading this. Enjoy! This is in Emily's POV*

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Table for two, that's all sorted. I played the man, and you bought it. We'll talk over glass, like I own it. Give me an inch, I'll postpone it. So take a deep breath, a big stretch, baby. It'll feel like a movie—maybe.

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I parked my car down the street from the bar that Sue and I had agreed to meet at earlier during the week. Our friendship had recently taken a turn in the past few weeks. Her and my brother broke up a few months ago after being together for two and a half years but Sue and I had been best friends since elementary school.

We both recently graduated from college and moved back home for the time being while we both were job hunting for something in our field. I was working an internship at the Amherst Newspaper for the summer and Sue was working a job at a local summer camp until she started student teaching in the Fall.

I started walking down the sidewalk and making my way to our favorite bar called Waxy's. I swallowed nervously as I got closer to it—thinking back on a night a couple of weeks ago where Sue and I got really fucking drunk and made out... a lot. We didn't talk for five days after that. Neither one of us had the guts to text each other first, but Sue eventually ended up texting me and it was a huge sigh of relief.

Tonight, will be the first night we're seeing each other since then and, well, dare I say that Sue has been sort of flirtatious over the past week when we talked. There was no denying the fact that I was attracted to Sue in a way that is more than friendly. I had been for a long while—since high school, really. She was sweet, kind, funny, smart, and so damn fine.

I walked up to the entrance of the bar and when I opened the door, the loudness from the inside came spilling out. It was fairly crowded, and I knew it would only get more crowded as the night went on. I looked around and saw some familiar faces as I always did—Amherst was a small town and a lot of people we graduated with recently moved home since they also graduated from college. I scanned my eyes through the crowd and found Sue sitting in the corner at a high top bar table in a darker lit spot of the bar—that corner only lit by some red LED lights and bar lit signs.

As I approached her, we locked eyes and she had a small smile on her face as she sheepishly brought her glass up to her lips.

"What're you drinking, Susie?" I asked, smiling back at her with an eyebrow raised.

"Gin and tonic." She said, biting her lip. She glanced down at another glass on the table, "I got you one, too—I know it's your favorite."

I chuckled and took a seat opposite to her, "You know me so well." I teased, picking up the glass and taking a sip. It burned as it went down my throat and I inhaled sharply before taking another sip.

Sue laughed as she watched me intently, "Tough week?"

I shook my head and eyed her up and down as my jaw dropped slightly—taking in all of her. She was in this little navy blue dress that had spaghetti straps and the material was lacy. My eyes gravitated toward her very bar shoulders for a moment and I had to close my mouth before my jaw dropped even more. I scanned my eyes back up and locked eyes with her and she had a smirk on her face.

"Tough week, Emily?" She repeated, inching her barstool a bit closer to mine.

I quickly took a sip of my drink as she inched her way close to me. I needed to keep my cool. I liked what was happening—why did she make me so nervous? I put the glass down and gained my composure.