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Erica's POV

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Erica's POV

My chin lay nestled on the top of Rory's head whilst she's cuddled into my chest. Her hand remains interlocked with mine as I rub soothing patterns into it.

"Morning," I whisper.

"Good morning."

I see her lips form into a soft smile and I let out a small giggle.

Her bed is so not made for two people - unless those two people are willing to cuddle each other in their sleep.

"How did you sleep?"

She laughs, "Perfectly."

She's so beautiful, I could actually stare at her all day long and never get bored of her.

"Are you sure you aren't mad at me for giving off mixed signals?"

"I could never be mad at you. You need time to figure everything out, by all means take all the time in the world..as long as I get to kiss you in the next thirty seconds because I miss your lips."

She shakes her head but looks up at me with those soft brown eyes. We kiss for a shorter time than before and then slouch back into our previous positions.

"How did you figure out your sexuality?" Rory whispers, as though it's a question she shouldn't be asking.

"Oh. Well from a young age, I knew I was supposedly 'different' to all my friends. They would spend all of their break discussing their boy crushes and I couldn't even look at a boy with any romantic desires. Sometimes I had to pretend."

"What do you mean 'pretend' ?"

"Pretend that I actually had a crush on a boy and by pretending it meant that I would be included in their conversation instead of being tossed to the side. For a while, I just assumed that I had extremely high standards."

"What made you realise you actually liked girls?" she asked, seeming hesitant.

"In primary school, there was this one girl, Harper Faye. Harper was the popular girl if you couldn't have guessed. Everytime she walked by me, I was utterly mesmerized. My first instinct was that I was jealous, jealous of her looks, her popularity and how loved she was by everyone. I remember learning about the LGBTQ+ community through endless articles on social media and even on tv. Then one day, I did my own research, found the term 'lesbian' and scrolled for hours on end. It felt like I'd finally found myself after years of feeling like a part of me was missing, like a puzzle with a lost piece. I went to school the following day feeling much lighter. I told my friends about the crush I had on Harper and I'll never forget their faces when I told them. It was disgust, mixed with confusion and resentment. After truly finding myself, I'd never felt more alone."

Rory wiped a stray tear from my face which I didn't know had even fallen. She didn't look at me with disgust like everyone else, she looked at me with empathy and understanding.

"I wish people could understand the struggle it takes to figure out your sexuality and to feel comfortable telling those around you."

I let out a sigh of heaviness.

"Me too. I don't even know where to begin, besides I've never even liked anyone before. I haven't had much time for crushes and relationships because I've been constantly caught up in academics."

"You don't have to find a label just yet or any time in the future for that matter. If you do find one then that's amazing but don't let people think that that's just who you are. Liking girls is minimal information in comparison to your kindness, your humour and wittiness. That's what you should be recognised for and not just dating a girl, as much as that's a beautiful thing."

"Oh? So we're dating now?" Rory says with a sly smirk.

"Shush, that's all you gathered from that heart-felt speech?"

I hear my phone ring from my bedside table, rudely interrupting our moment.

"Yaz is calling," I tell Rory, she nods and tells me to answer.

"Hello?"

"Erica hi!! Is everything alright after last night?"

How does she know about last night?
Oh.
Rory.

"Oh yeah! It's good now thanks, did you need something?"

"That's nice to hear...Leon just called me begging us to go to that diner we went to like ages ago just so that he can see AJ again. I don't see why he couldn't have called you but by the looks of things he's probably dressing to impress. Anyways, are you and Rory down to come with?"

"Yeah, sure we have nothing else planned."

"Great! See you shortly."

She hangs up the phone without giving me a chance to say bye.

"What was that about?"

"Get up, we're going to that diner again, specifically requested by Leon so that he can see his dream man."

"We should get changed right?" she asked, referring to the pyjamas we are both wearing and the smudged makeup from yesterday.

"Most definitely."
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Note for today:
30.12.22
I am sorry for not updating recently, I lost motivation to write anything but I'm back and hopefully back forever.

We're nearly on 6k reads so that gave me motivation to return to writing <33

I hope everyone who celebrates Christmas had a wonderful day and for those who don't celebrate, I hope you've enjoyed your winter break so far :DD

This chapter is really cute I think🤭🤭 <3

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