Midnight x F.P.

𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎

Florence POV

"We should go change, uh sorry for the wet floor Deb", Anastasia says making me laugh. "Anastasia HATES when people go inside soaking wet", I tell my mum and Anastasia shakes her head.

"I really do", Anastasia says which instantly makes my mum laugh.

"It's fine, you guys go get changed into warmer clothes. I'll mop this up", mum says as Anastasia intertwines our hands together. We both begin to walk out of the kitchen to head upstairs.

We reached the stairs and headed straight up. We walked up the stairs together before heading down the hall towards my room.

Anastasia opened my door before guiding me in and letting go of my hand. The lingering feeling of her hand in mine made me sigh a little. I turned around to quickly shut and lock my door.

I took a small deep breath before I turning around at the same moment that Anastasia was taking off her t-shirt. I looked at her while biting my lip and she looked at me before shaking her head slightly as if she was tsking me. I smiled as I walked over to her.

I just smiled at her as I gently wrapped my arms around her waist and making her laugh a little at me.

"Princess, we should get changed and head back down to everyone", she tells me with a soft smile and I nodded a little.

"Yes but-", I go to say as she wraps her arms around my waist. 

"But what?", she asks as she looks down slightly at me.

"But I don't really know what to wear now", I say with a small pout and she laughs slightly at my little pout.

"Well I think that we both should just wear something comfortable. Because we shouldn't take too much longer up here or else Arabella will break down the door", she says and I laugh.

"That is true", I say with a smile before smirking a little.

"But at the same time, it would make her fuck right off", I say to her making her shake her head.

"Oh okay. Yeah let's scar her forever", she says while slightly smiling.

"It would work though", I say with a smile as she shakes her head before she softly kisses my forehead.

"Oh I know, but my worry is it not being Arabella that comes in", she says looking at me and I slightly nod.

"That is also true", I reply back with a slight chuckle.

I moved my hands from around her waist making her slightly frown. I just slightly laughed at her as I walked over to my small little closet, before opening the doors. 

I looked into my closet for an outfit, knowing for sure that I'll be wearing the sweater that I stole of hers.

I decided to just go with a clean tank top and a pair of leggings. I honestly prefer not to wear bras, and if I do it's typically just a bralette or something that isn't padded because I really truly hate them.

I smiled at her as I turned to see her drying herself off with a towel from my bathroom. I walked over to the small chair and quickly grabbed the sweater before walking over into the bathroom. I walked in and shut the door behind me but didn't bother locking it.

I slowly took off my t-shirt that I was wearing. I groaned as I took it off because it's all wet and is now sticking to my skin. I tossed it to the sink before I quickly dried myself off.

I didn't want this shirt to get wet since it's white, so I had to make sure I was completely dry enough. I slipped on my tank top and was fixing it when I heard the bathroom door creak open.