Chapter 4

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Its now the next day and I'm still in my bed as it's only 9am but someone's walks in my room and sits on the end of my bed.

Pietro: morning beautiful, you still mad at me?

Nadia: morning Speedo no it's okay they had to find out eventually
-I sit up but my hair is a mess so Pietro speeds to my draw gets my brush brushing my hair then puts it back-

Pietro: ha so much better
-he giggle to himself-

Nadia: thank you. Saves me doing it when I get up aha

-Natasha walks into my bedroom-

Pietro: I'll leave bye beautiful
-he speeds out-

-Natasha sits on the edge of my bed-

Nat: I wanted to talk to you
-she then moves herself so she's right next to me-
Nat: In the red room you will know this but there's a graduation ceremony, did that ever happen to you?

Nadia: no. Gladly it didn't I got out before they could, but I'm sorry for it happening to you it's so shit it's stopping from you having children

Nat: I mean I'm a lesbian so I wouldn't be getting pregnant any time soon anyways
-she awkwardly laughs to herself-

Nadia: still. It's not a good thing even as a lesbian you could have had a child, I mean I'm a lesbian aswell aha so I won't be pregnant any time soon either so I guess we're in this together yeah
-she smiles at me so I smile back-

Nat: yeah, so what if you wanted to have a child later in life what would you do? Do you want children?
-I sit on her waist-

Nadia: mhm I don't know what it's called it's like the thing where I use a mans yeah you get the point uhm but yeah I do want children eventually with a girl who is the one the only who I truly love

-she holds the waist-
Nat: that's cute and actually quite nice nadi. I know you'll find the right girl somewhere I promise you

Nadia: ha thank you Natalia, I'm going to the kitchen you coming
-I stand up in my short/long shirt I slept in-

Nat: uhm no your not going anywhere with that shirt on put some pants on

Nadia: are you being for real, no one can see anything anyways I've got my thongs on
-she pulls me back into the bedroom and stands blocking the door-
Nadia: what are you doing Natasha

Nat: your not leaving the room like that atleast put some pants on. I don't want any one seeing your ass or your body

Nadia: oh come on. No one is going to be looking I think someone is a bit jealous
-I smirk-

Nat: what! No I'm not and you know all the boys have some big fat crush on you so put your pants on now

Nadia: ugh so boring Natty
-I pull my thongs off and put some short shorts on-
Nadia: happy?
-I laugh to myself but trying to stay serious-

Nat: your joking right there so short and I noticed you took them thongs off put them back on then your fine
-she gives me a stern look-

Nadia: mhm let's think no
-I try and run out but my shorts fall down-
Nadia: ugh I picked my mums shorts up instead of mine well this is just great
-I am flashing Nat without noticing-

Nat: I uh Nadia I uh can see everything
-she is blushing and trying to not look at me-

Nadia: oh shit I'm sorry Nat it's you making me change every outfit I'm wearing
-I put my thongs on but they're see through-

Nat: yeah uh Nadia that isn't much better

Nadia: oh shut up I can't find some pants your distracting me
-I am still rummaging through my drawers unable to find some pants-
Nadia: fuck it I'm going like this

Nat: ha no. My bedroom now you can wear some of mine
-we walk into her room-

Nadia: ooo it smells nice in here I might just crash in here tonight
-I just on to her bed. I feel as if I'm sinking into her bed-

Nat: haha get up now here
-she chucks some pants off of me but I don't move off of her bed-

Nat: come on
-she grabs my hands and pulls me up but I pull her back and she falls on top of me in her bed-
Nat: your joking right what are you doing you wanted breakfast

Nadia: mhm well
-I look at her nightstand towards her clock-
Nadia: it's abit early for breakfast it's only 9:30
I might sleep more

Nat: yeah no come on
-she wraps her arms around my back and pulls us both off of the bed when my phone dings-
Nat: who's that Nadia

Nadia: it'll be no one come on let's go you must be starving
-I put the pants on and pick my phone up and run downstairs to the kitchen-

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