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featuring gracie abrams if you don't like this stuff i'm sorry there will be more other things.
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I don't like girls. That's such a lie, but I don't want to believe it. My whole life I have always had boyfriends. I have never really really looked at girls like that. That's also a lie, I just tell myself that everyone is thinking what I'm thinking, lots of girls call their friends pretty, but not a lot of girls want to know what kissing them is like.
Well here I am, watching a movie, in between two girls and I can't decide if I want to be friends or I want to call them mommy while I go crazy. Taylor is on my left with her right hand near my thigh, her legs are propped up on the coffee table in front of us. On the other side, Gracie sits with her legs curled up with her on the couch.
We are at Taylor's house, we are mostly always at Taylor's house, it's the nicest and it always smells so good. We're watching Red, White, and Royal Blue. It's a really good movie, I wish I could pay more attention but Taylor's hand resting centimeters from my thigh is taking all of my concentration and the smell of Grace's perfume is driving me nuts.
It's the beginning of fall and it's not too cold yet, Gracie is in shorts and a sweatshirt, I'm in shorts and a quarter zip with nothing but a bra on so I can wear the zip some ways low. while Taylor is in shorts and a T-shirt. We are all very comfy and cumfortable around each other, the atmosphere is always very nice.
There is always that one time every time we hang out where this palpable sexual tension is in the air. Whether it's a small flirtatious remark or smile or hot eye contact and secret small touches under tables where one of them lightly runs their fingers along my thigh.
I swear they are in on it because they always look at each other, it looks like they are talking through their eyes. And when they make the move on me I get all flustered and they laugh at each other. There must be something going on, I know it.
I focus back on the movie watching the TV flash and change colors. I can't stop looking at Taylor with my peripheral vision. Whoever invented peripheral vision did me wrong because I use it way too much. I watch Taylor's chest fall up and down with her breathing. Her breasts are also sitting very nicely 10 inches away from me and I can't help but flash glances out of the side of my eye.
I think she sees me looking because her breath hitches and the steady pattern of her breaking is messed up. She does that thing where she turns her head towards me and then moves her eyes and I swear it's hot. But I don't like girls. I just think that Gracie and Taylor are very pretty. We make eye contact and I quickly look away, my cheeks a little pink from embarrassment and fluster.
"What" Taylor says in a playful tone.
"Nothing," I say back, matching her tone.
"What guys?" Gracie says to us confused but slightly laughing.
"y/n's being a weirdo" Taylor says looking at me.
"Oh come on it's nothing," I say back in a joking annoyed tone.
"Oh yes, it's something. You were looking at me and then you looked away, now I want you to look back, "Taylor says with that same flirtatious tone.
It's these moments that make me so confused. I have no idea what these guys are thinking. I don't get it.
"What?" I say back in a low confused voice, almost as if you could speak in lowercase.
Gracie laughs out loud to the right of me and I glance at her. I can feel that she sees me looking but continues to stare at the TV.
As I bring my attention back to the TV, Taylor starts trailing her fingers up my thighs. This time it's my turn from my break to hitch.
"Taylor," I say
"Yes y/n," she says in a very mature, almost gentle motherly tone.
"Why do you keep running your fingers along my thigh?" I said nervously.
