Fearless- WBB

1-gigi doesnt have a gaydar

Five years earlier

Gigi's POV:

I stared at the sleeping girl next to me, basking in her presence. Today was the last night in a hotel room with Paige for another couple of months, and I wanted to savor every second of it.

After months of begging, we had convinced our parents to let me come on her family's vacation to Florida. It had been the best week of my life, but tomorrow we'd be back on the plane to Minnesota.

I smiled softly at Paige from across bed. Even though our hotel room had come with two beds, we'd decided to share. Sleeping separately was just lonely, and I couldn't help it if I thought Paige was a better pillow than the ones provided by the hotel.

Paige's eyes slowly fluttered open. She groaned and pulled me towards her by my waist, burying her face in my chest. "You're so warm," she mumbled.

I gently stroked her hair, my other hand tracing patterns on her lower back. It was moments like this that made me wish I could stop time and stay lying there forever.

Paige sighed and wrapped her arms around me. "I wish you were a boy, Gi."

Her words shocked me. I'd known I was gay since I first learned who Zendaya was, but I had never thought about Paige that way, and I'd never thought she'd think about me that way. Because she's straight. Right?

Without thinking, I did something risky. I gently pulled Paige up so that our faces were millimeters apart, our bodies melting together.

"Maybe I don't have to be." I said and pulled her in so that her lips pressed against mine. I didn't stop to question why my supposed straight best friend was suddenly willing to make out with me, and why I , who knew that she would never truly want me back, was so willing to indulge in that urge.

We pulled back for air. I don't know how I never noticed, but she looked so cute with her hair all knotted from the night, her lips pink and wet, her pajamas all bunched up and wrinkly. My hands were on her waist, subconsciously massaging her.

I tried to go in for a second kiss, but she pushed me back. "I can't do this, Gi. I'm straight." She climbed off of me and laid next to me on the bed. Tears pricked in my eyes as we avoided eye contact with each other. Me and Paige never avoided eye contact. Actually, we'd spent hours staring at each other's eyes, getting lost in the blues and browns. But now, we couldn't even look at each other. It was killing me.

How could I be so stupid?

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