One Shots (Book 1 of 5)

Fitting room

Y/n x Rachel Daly

We've been on a winning streak recently. We've been Brazil, Mexico and France, and have won all 3 games. Something's been up with Rachel though.

She's been more Distant, closed off and bitchy lately. We are currently out exploring the city, I was walking in the back with Rachel in silence. Me and her are roommates for this camp and it has been awkward and uncomfortable to say the least since she hasn't been talking to any one.

She barely talks to me or even acknowledge my presence. I look over at her when I hear her mutter something under her breath. I look at her confused but drop it thinking she was just talking to herself.

Rachel notices me looking at her and glares at me. "So wanna tell me what's wrong?" I ask.

I ignore her glare and look at her. "Nothing Y/n, just don't worry about it." Rachel says.

"Well it's obviously not nothing, there's something bothering you. I'm not forcing you to talk but just know you can always talk to me if you need someone to talk to." I say.

We continue walking behind the girls. After 5 minutes of walking in silence, I feel Rachel grab my hand and stops me from walking. 

"Hey, your right I've had a lot in my mind. I'm sorry I've been an asshole, quiet and distant. It's not right to take it out on you and the girls." Rachel says.

I nod and stand there quietly for a moment before speaking up again.

"What's been on your mind?" I ask.

Rachel tells me what's been on her mind, I nod and let her know that I'm listening. By the end of it Rachel is crying.

I hug her. "Thank you for trusting me with that." I reply.

Rachel hugs back. "I'm sorry for being such an asshole." 

"Like you said you've had a lot on your mind, it's completely understandable." I reply.

We catch up with the rest of the girls. We go into one of the stores and start looking around. Rachel was complaining on how she's in need of a new bathing suit

We split up and go our separate ways. I went with Rachel to look at bathing suits, Rachel grabs a few Bikinis she liked.

"Come with me to try them on." Rachel says.

I blush darkly, and follow Rachel to the fitting rooms. The fitting room was more private here, it was an actual room. I close the door and lock it behind us. The room had a chair in and coffee table in the corner, a mirror in the corner and a separate room with beads in the door way to the room to try things on it.

Rachel goes through the beads into the other room and starts trying on her Bikinis she was wanting to try on.

The first one she tried on was a blue one. I shrug, "Eh don't like the color." I say.

Rachel nods. After 2 more she comes out wearing a white one, it showed off her curves, it made her ass pop too. It also showed off her toned body and abs. I bit my lip as I check out the view in front of me.

Rachel smirks and walks towards me. "How does this one look?" She asks.

"I-it looks g-good." I stutter in response. I was blushing darkly at the view in front of me. Rach smirks and leans in, whispering in my ear.

"Is someone turned on?" Rachel asks.

I blush darkly. "Y-yes, I a-am." I reply.

Rachel kisses my neck and rubs my dick over my shorts. I moan in pleasure as she continues rubbing my dick over my shorts.