Sweet Nothing

5

Abigail woke up to an unfamiliar weight on her chest. Taylor. She had stayed in Abi's bed all night. The thought alone caused her stomach to erupt in a fit of butterflies.

Taylor's eyes fluttered open and Abi's heart almost stopped at how gorgeous she was, even when just awaking up. The younger girl's heart stopped for a different reason.

"Fuck." She gasped, sitting up.

The covers fell from her shoulders and pooled at her hips. Suddenly self conscious about the situation, Taylor scrambled for something to cover herself. That something just happened to be Abigail's Yale sweatshirt.

"Not exactly how I expected to wake up, but okay." Abigail chuckled, pulling a random t shirt off of the floor.

Taylor sat unmoving in the bed, obviously freaking out.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Abigail took Taylor's hand in her own, but Taylor dropped it. "Am I that bad in bed?" She joked.

Taylor's head snapped up to look Abi in the eyes. "No, no. You were good." She stumbled out, turning red as she remembered the night before. "Really good."

Abigail laughed. She was really good with her hands. But when Taylor wasn't laughing, her gaze softened. "Then, what?"

"We cannot tell Belly about this?" The panic was clear in Taylor's voice.

Right. The whole reason Abi almost didn't even go for Taylor. Although, she felt it might be worse if they didn't tell her.

"Why not?"Abigail attempted to take her hand again. This time, she didn't drop it.

"She thinks of you like a sister." Taylor sighed. "Girls don't fuck other girls' sisters."

Abigail smirked. "Oh man, I have so many apologies to dish out."

Taylor smacked her arm, obviously not amused by Abi's attempt at a joke, even if Abi found it hilarious.

"I'm sorry, I'm kidding." Abigail recoiled to avoid being smacked again.

"Please, Abi." Taylor begged with a huff, now more annoyed than anything.

Abigail leaned forward, planting both hands on either side of Taylor's hips. "Fine." She grinned up at the brunette. "But only because I like you and want to keep doing this with you."

Taylor's breath caught in her throat. "You do?"

"Yeah, of course I do." Abi chuckled. "What did you think last night meant?"

"I thought it was a one night stand." Felling more confident, Taylor ran her fingers through Abigail's bleached hair. "I was pretty bummed."

Abigail leaned into the touch. "Well, be bummed no more. I meant it when I said I liked you."

"I like you too." Taylor ran her thumb over Abigail's intoxicating lips.

"Then it's settled." Abigail pressed a kiss to Taylor's thumb. "I am seeing the gorgeous Taylor Jewel, but I can't tell anyone about it."

Taylor giggled. "At least for a little bit. Let me prime her."

"Deal." Abigail sat up to place a proper kiss to Taylor's lips.

It was easy to get lost in each other as their bodies became one. Taylor's hand tangled in Abigail's hair, tugging on it and begging for more. But she couldn't have more.

"Everyone will be up soon." Abigail gasped, their lips only inches apart. "And if you really want to hide this, you better be able to work miracles with your concealer."