It's been exactly five years since they separated, and Cara had only remembered the date when she was hurrying down the stairs, about to meet someone for a date; and knocked over their photo together. She cursed, and picked up the broken shards quite hurriedly before glancing at the photo. At the sight, she felt her heart sink a little. Whatever, she thought, Kendall won't even remember me anyway. She picked the photo up, put it on the bureau of a drawer, and went off for her date, not giving the photo much thought.
"Hi, sorry I'm late, my name is..." Cara said as she settled down in front of her date.
"I know your name, Cara," she blushed. Cara smiled, and straightened herself.
"Well, that's nice of you to stalk me. What's yours?"
"Teresa," the girl replied, her voice velvety. She had long brown hair, almond eyes and a very beautiful smile. Damn, I got lucky this time. Cara thought.
"And what do you do...Teresa? I'm sure you know that I'm a model, but I want to know about you..." Cara leaned in, and she could feel the girl's breath hitch. Typical.
"I...I am a writer. I write history books. It's kind of weird, I know, but you see-"
"We could make history, baby," Cara winked, but deep inside, she thought this girl reminded her of someone, someone pursuing an odd dream too...
"Morgan! Make me an appointment with the best therapist in Los Angeles, please. I can't stop thinking, about this girl...I dated in high school, and it's like...every single date I go to, I get reminded of her, you know? It's..." Cara called her manager, frowning.
"Sure thing, Cara. How's tomorrow sound? There's this therapist in downtown LA, I think you'll like her a lot. She's the same age as you, you know," Morgan replied, his tone slightly soft. Cara agreed, and shut off her phone, turning back to Teresa and kissing her softly.
"I'll see you soon, babe. I have to go now," Teresa pulled away, and embraced Cara, before grabbing her things and leaving the house, leaving Cara yet alone in the huge house. It was the same house her and Kendall had bought in high school, with all the money they saved up for so long. It was a shame really, Kendall had went off to pursue her dreams of...Cara couldn't even remember. All she remembered was that she found it ridiculous, and they argued for days before Kendall finally gave up and moved away to pursue her dreams. Cara had missed her, but never admitted it, and always never mentioned she had dated Kendall. She rolled into bed that night, in the giant king sized bed alone, already used to the comfort of being alone.
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The next day, Cara hurriedly got dressed in a top Kendall had gave her for her birthday, and some black jeans, before heading out to the therapist.
"Please enter," she heard the therapist say. Cara checked her breath, and made sure she looked tidy enough to go in. She smiled confidently, and pushed open the door.
The therapist. Cara could only describe her as beautiful and alluring. She had silky long brown hair, big, doleful brown eyes, and glasses that complimented her face perfectly. Her body was a small yet fit frame, and her voice, it simply sounded so familiar.
"Have a seat, Miss...?"
"Delevingne. Cara Delevingne," Cara replied, still checking the girl out. She noticed the girl pause for a moment, staring at her helplessly, studying her and getting lost, before she regained her composure, and smiled.
"So, what's your problem, Miss Delevingne?"
"I dated this girl in high school, doc, her name was...Kenny, or something, I forgot. I called her Kenny anyways. And lately, I...I can't stop thinking about her doc. We had this big fucking fight a few years back, and she left. And I've never felt more horrible. Now, I'm starting to go on dates again...and...she keeps coming back, doc. She's in my sleep, my dreams, my thoughts. I can't stop thinking about her, and... I just think; why did I let her go? She was so beautiful, so sweet, and...we broke up because of a fight?! I'm..." Cara stopped to look back at the therapist, scrunching her thick eyebrows, before sinking back in her seat.
"You know, doc, you kind of looked like Kenny a bit. "
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Catching You In My Arms (CaKe AU Cara Delevingne X Kendall Jenner)
Fanfiction"I want to fall in love, I think. I've never. I know. Everyone I know's been in love or in relationships now and... There's only ever been... there's been people telling me they love me, but it freaks me out and I just run, run. I think I'm a bad gi...
