What's the best way to get your mind off of some tragic, life-changing news?
...you already know it.
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"Holy SHIT!"
Lily stifles a gasp, covering her mouth with one hand and her boobs with the other as she re-enters her bedroom, finding you engrossed in your phone, staring at a few missed calls.
"Huh?" You lower your screen.
"You're actually here..." She gasps. "We actually kissed, and..." She turns bright red.
"Are you kidding me?" Your chest explodes with laughter. "Not only did we fuck last night, we just went through three more rounds this morning, and now you're realizing that?!"
"Well, I- !" She pauses.
"..."
Her expression turns curious.
"Do you really love me?" She whispers, almost inaudibly.
Your cocky comebacks fade away into thin air.
"I... of course I do," you hesitantly reply. "It wasn't just sex, if that's what you're asking. Do... do you?"
Her hands drop to her sides, and you compel yourself to keep your eyes on hers.
"Yeah, I already told you that," she nods. "It just feels so quick. I barely remember how this happened - all I remember is that I confessed everything, and then... we were having sex."
You squint, searching for any signs of regret. She smiles peacefully, assuaging your fear.
"It's just so strange how fast everything happened... I need some time to think," she mutters, scrunching her face in an expression so cute that you nearly drag her back into bed.
...
"Are you going to get your... tumor checked out?" She asks, placing a hand on your phone and pushing it down.
You wince, and she immediately mimics the action, regretting her words.
"What do you mean, checked out?" You ignore the existential pain.
"I think you should go to a doctor and have them take more scans. All we know is that it's there. But it's been over a month since you last saw it. Maybe it's gotten better since your accident!" She grins.
"Yeah, maybe it's gotten better. Or maybe..." You mouth, leaving the other possibility hauntingly unfinished.
The frown on her face makes you regret your crudeness for a moment, but you brush it off.
"I don't really care about that right now. I don't want to be thinking about it," you sigh.
She bites her lower lip, contemplating. "If you say so..."
"..."
"Oh, shit." She gasps, staring at the wall.
You raise an eyebrow, following her gaze.
"Jaime and Emi probably overheard us earlier. I was too loud," she grumbles.
"Oh, shit," you groan, glancing up. "That's gonna take some explaining..."
"I can explain it to them. You should get out and go home now - your roomies are probably worried about you," she says, beckoning you off the bed.
"Alright..." You wheeze, pushing your fatigued muscles off the mattress to collect your clothes.
YOU ARE READING
The Amnesiac
Fanfiction(Smut + Romance) A mind wiped blank. An unknown world returned to. It all fell apart, and you don't remember a thing. But the women in your life will do anything to help you remember again, no matter what it takes...
