Our Mistake (Laurmani)(COMPLETED)

The Good Times Are Over

Lauren's P.O.V

Christmas was fucking awesome, Like seriously. I didn't expect to end up having sex with Ashley but that was nice. I needed that and plus it was really, really fucking good. Since I'm trying to come to terms with just losing Normani, I think that was a step in the right direction. As much as I want Normani, I can't force her to be with me and because of this 'Maybe' shit, I don't even know if I'm getting her back.

I slide my hands under my pillow and turn my head to the right. Ashley is still sleeping and she's on her back with her hand up by her face, laying on the pillow. I grab my phone from the night stand and check the time. 10:30. I sigh and stretch.

"Good morning." I hear Ashley say sleepily.

"Morning." I say and she gives me a tired smile.

"What time is it?" She says with a yawn. This girl is kinda adorable.

"10: 30." I say and she moves closer to me.

"So I just...you know nothing can happen with us right now?" I say and she sighs and nods.

"You don't have to keep going over this with me. Nothing serious, I got it."

"Sorry." I say and she treads her fingers through my hair.

"It's fine but can I give you my opinion?" She asks and I shrug.

"I know you love her but...she's playing with you. She knows you still love her but she tells you she's going to start dating? She's keeping you around as a back up. You shouldn't let her do that to you. You deserve better." She says sincerely. Something in me is telling me she's right but I just...I don't know how to give up on her. I turn on my back and sigh.

"It's just hard."

"No it's not. It's soft." She says as pokes my dick and I chuckle slightly and she smiles.

"Seriously. It's hard." I say and she nods.

"I understand what you mean. When you're seriously in love with someone, they are hard to get over. It took me a long time to get over Max's father." She says and I nod.

"You never told me what happened with his father." I turn to look at her and she sighs heavily.

"He was killed. He worked as a cashier at a gas station. They got robbed and they shot him."

"I am so sorry." I say and wrap my arm around her shoulders. She lays her head on my shoulder and says.

"It's okay. I blamed myself for a long time."

"Why?"

"He got the job to help take care of Max." She says and I rub her arm.

"That wasn't your fault." She nods and draws random patterns over my stomach.

"I know."

"When did that happen?" I ask.

"I was six months pregnant."

"Damn."

"Yeah, but on to less depressing things, you hungry? I make really good french toast."

"How good?"

"You'll cum in your pants good." She says and I laugh.

"I better be eating more than bread. Maybe that wet area between your legs?" She chuckles and pats my stomach.

"We'll see how the morning goes."

"Can we compromise on you cooking naked?"

"Only if you are too."