Lets Make Mistakes (GirlxGirl)

Pour it on me.

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"Leave me alone" I chuckle pulling my hand away from Sparks' when she studies my knuckles for too long.

"What the fuck happened, you got into a fight within the few hours we've been apart?" she laughs, pulling my hand to study it again and I laugh again hiding it behind my back. She doesn't need to know about last night's boxing match.

"No, leave me the fuck alone... mom" I scoff and she frowns stretching her open palm.

"Give me the hand Forbes..." I frown at the use of the name and she notices it "What? You call me by my second name... I think it's only fair, plus I like the name Forbes" she shrugs.

"That's my dad's name" I point out and she shrugs again.

"Don't think of it like that, think of it as... Our inside thing, you know" she explains and honestly I hated both of my names, but I liked the sound of that.

"Whatever you say Sparks" I wink at her and she smiles so sweetly and innocently it gets me to smile. Her smile was so beautiful yet so deadly and contagious it was hard to just see it as a normal thing. Don't you fucking dare take Sparks' smile for granted.

"Great, now give me the hand" she stretches out her hand again and I sigh. We were still seated in my room from earlier, and after having a long moment of weakness with Sparks, I felt a bit light at the moment. What amazes me is she didn't judge me, ask any questions nor see me any differently.

Other than the few times she seemed to be trying to study me so hard, everything else seemed normal. Knowing her she would ask questions soon though. She was waiting for the right time, and this gave me a little anxiety not knowing what time she was going to ask THE question and how she would phrase it. At this point I knew I couldn't escape it and I would have to fucking tell her, but how would I without making myself look like some pathetic looser?

"What did you seriously do? your knuckles look so sore" she moves closer to me crossing her legs like I had done, her eyes not leaving my hand.

"You should see the other guy" I reply smugly, knowing perfectly well my door is not wounded.

"So you got into a fight?" she looks up at me and I refuse to make eye contact with her.

"Are you going to let me go smoke?" I ask.

"No" she quickly shoots back.

"Then no" I close my eyes pleased with my answer.

"Ugh, you're such an idiot" she pushes me back roughly by the shoulder and I let myself fall on my back and laugh.

"Just let me go smoke, only for a minute, I promise, you won't miss me" I tell her staring at the ceiling.

"No, we're staying sober tonight" she says and I sit back up and smile at her waving my eyebrows.

"So you're staying with me tonight?" I ask.

"Do you want me to stay with you tonight?" she shoots back and I move a bit closer to her face, studying her unique caramel eyes.

"Are you going to act like my mother and not let me smoke?" I ask.

"Of course I am" she says looking back at my sad, dark eyes.

"Then hell yeah" I whisper and we just stay in silence looking into each others eyes. It was pretty hard to ignore the tension between us but we were both doing a good job keeping our hands to ourselves. I mean we had been seated in bed for hours and no one had tried anything.