T(ex)ts

6. Never again

*New text (1) from: Lauren*

Lauren: This has to stay between us. You don't wanna loose Lucy and I don't either. I was just drunk and lonely. It will never happen again, you get it? Never again.

I didn't answer to Lauren's text, because if I did, that would mean I care, and I didn't want her to think I cared. I mean, I do, obviously, but like she said, it can't and it won't happen again. Never again. I was so fucking screwed with my feelings. On the right side, I was so happy that Lucy kissed me last night, that meant that she forgives me and she could give me another chance, but on the other side, I was glad Lauren kissed me too, because, god, I was so attracted to her. I didn't want to hurt Lucy, of course, she means so much to me.

I don't even know why I'm thinking about it. It doesn't matter since Lauren doesn't give me a choice. It's never gonna happen again.

"What are you gonna do?" my best friend asks me, and that's the moment I realized he was awake, still holding his girlfriend. He probably saw me being completely lost in my thoughts. He always care for me, it's like if I was his little sister. I've known Zayn since years, and I'm pretty proud of our friendship because when we met, we were nothing and no one, nobody wanted to talk to us, to be our friends, I mean, we were so uncool and ugly... but then we grow up and today they would kill to be one of our friend. People always thought Zayn and I were dating but we never did. We had sex one time. I wanted to try with a man to make sure I was 100% gay and he was the only man I could trust with all my heart. It was great, he's good at it, but I'm just not into boys. Nobody knows, not even Lucy, not even Gigi, NOBODY. It has never been awkward between us, we made the promise to never talk about it ever again so things would stay like they were before. I can't loose him, he's literally my best friend in the world.

"I don't know, Zayn. What do you think I should do?"

"What do you want?"

"I want polygamy to be legal"

He laughs at my last sentence.

"I would choose Jauregui, tho" he said, gently putting Gigi's head on the pillow before getting up and sitting next to me on the bed.

"That doesn't help me," I answer, nibbling the phonecase of my phone.

"I think you should tease her," he said, laying down on the bed, playing with his own hair.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know, Lauren wasn't that drunk last night, I've seen her way more drunk than that before and she never kissed a random girl...so, I believe that she kissed you for a reason. Tease her until she can't take it anymore and then you'll get the P, I guarantee you that."

"Zayn!" I say, exhausted of his fake advices.

I take my phone to check who liked my last Instagram's picture when I notice that Lauren posted a new selfie.