"What are you trying to say" asks Natasha. I take a deep breath and say, "I'm a girl." I wait for her to start yelling and/or hitting me. She doesn't do either, instead just she laughs. Now it's my turn to look at her confused. Natasha says after she stops laughing, "I could care less if you were a boy or a girl. I'm bisexual."
After she says that, I lean in and connect our lips. I can tell she wasn't expecting that because she is shocked. After a couple of seconds, the shock wears off, she starts to kiss me. My hands find her waist and I pull her closer. She loops her arms around my neck. We continue to kiss for a few more seconds until we both need air. I lean my forehead against Natasha's. I smile at her and she says, "Wow." I lean in and our lips are centimeters apart when I get a text. 'Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be back hours ago. Have fun walking home, maybe this will teach you not to screw me over' I groan when I read the text from my cousin. Again, really? Why does everyone hate me? What did I ever do?
"Are you ok" asked a concerned Natasha. "My cousin abandoned me, again" I say. "Nice family you got there" she says. I reply, "You don't know the half of it." "Let me drive you home" Natasha says. I say, "You really don't have to, I'm use to walking home." "It gives me an excuse to spend more time with you" Natasha says, "Don't ruin my excuse." I laugh and just shake my head. I extend my arm and hand in front of me. "Lead the way" I say. Natasha drives me home. I get out of the car and Natasha does the same. "You don't have to" I say. Natasha responds, "I want to see this family of yours." I shrug and knock on the door. I hear Bryanna say, "Pizza is here." She opens the door and says, "How much-" "Hi to you too" I say. She glares at me. "How did you get here so fast" she asks. She looks behind me and sees Natasha. "Thanks for bringing my sister home, come in" Bryanna says while pulling Natasha in. She glares at me again then closes the door in my face.
I give the door a wtf expression. I start knocking on the door, hoping Ian or Dianna will open it. After a minute Dianna opens the door. "Will you shut-Harley! Thank god your safe" she says while pulling me into a hug. "Why didn't you come home with Sierra? Ian got hurt, so we had to rush him to the ER" Dianna says. "Take a wild guess. Is Ian ok" I ask. "I am" Ian says, walking out on crutches. I shake my head at him. "I'm gonna go" says Natasha. "I'll walk you out" I say. I start dragging her to the door, but it's too late. Ian asks, "So is this your girlfriend?" I stop dead in my tracks and flash Natasha an apologetic look. Dianna then asks, "Is this the girl that you won't shut up about?"
I bury my head in my hands and Natasha laughs. We turn around and face them. I say, "Natasha this is Dianna my sister and Ian my cousin, guys this is Natasha." Dianna says, "It's nice to finally meet you, if you ever hurt my little sister you will live to regret it." Ian says, "Good job with this one bro, you know how to pick them." "Ok we are leaving" I say. I drag Natasha out of the house while she laughs. I walk her to her car and ask her, "I'm not sure where we stand, since this is my first relationship, but I was wondering if you would be um you know....my uh my girlfriend?" She stares at me for a second then wraps her arms around my neck. "Yes! A million times yes" Natasha says. We end up have a make out session.
Thanks for reading. What did you guys think? What do you think is going to happen? So they finally had their first kiss. Harley also asked Natasha to be her girlfriend and Natasha said yes. What are your thoughts? We continue to see that the family doesn't like Harley, why do you think that is? We continue to see Dianna and Ia's support for Harley, what do you think of that? If you have a suggestion or question, leave it in the comments below. As always votes and comments are appreciated.
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Four Years
Teen FictionHarley is bullied and made fun of. Ian and Dianna are the only exception. Until Harley meets Natasha in a bar. They have a summer fling and after summer go their separate ways. They don't see or speak to each other until four years later on the...