A/n: guys this is preppy of me guys like fr
TW bc I said so guys
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Lover's Pov:
I woke up, practically on Rep.
I remembered everything yesterday.
I sighed and slumped back down, still clinging onto her but not ON her.
I curled closer to her.
Soon enough, she started to stir too, and stretched out with a yawn.
"Morning," I greeted.
"Morning, Sweet girl," she greeted back, then turned over and pulled me closer into her.
I giggled and relaxed against her.
"We have to get up. It's time to get up." I laughed.
She groaned but stood up.
She opened her drawer of my dresser because she was over so much and left so much of her stuff that she just got a drawer.
She grabbed a compression shirt then took off her hoodie and started to put it on as I stared. She was just in a sports bra and my mind was panicking.
Her abs, her arms. Her muscles.
"Uh. You. Why. Why'd... you can't..." I swallowed.
"Yes i can. We're dating now, right?" She said as she put the compression shirt on.
"W-well, I mean, yeah- I... um..." I trailed off.
"You're cute when you're speechless," she pointed out, then held her hand out for me.
I took it and got up, leaning against her as we went downstairs.
Speak was sitting at the island, working on some homework.
"Sup, Lovebirds," she greeted.
"H-how... how did you..." I sat there in confusion.
Her head snapped up.
"I- I was joking- wait. WAIT!" She squealed excitedly.
"No! Not wait- we're not waiting for anythi-" I tried.
"You're together??? Holy flipping finally!" She exclaimed.
"Well..." I trailed off as Rep snickered.
"Oh my god, I have to tell folklore, and-" she tried before I cut her off.
"No! Not yet. Let us tell them, please," I asked.
She sighed but nodded sadly and got up.
She took her sandwich with her as she headed up to her room.
Rep grabbed eggs out and made them.
Seeing her cooking in a tight compression T-shirt was so fucking hot.
She flipped them then put them on plates.
And then it settled in.
I was gonna have to eat.
She sat down next to me.
"Eat," she told me.
I shook my head, replying. "Oh, um, I'm not really hungry," I lied.
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FanfictionLover's always been off, she's always had her struggles, always had problems. She's always been able to cover them up with fake laughter, 'I'm fine!'s, and various creative white lies. What happens when her best friend starts to notice them?
