If Only She Knew (Lesbian stories)

Chapter 12

I watched Lily taking a bite of her pasta. "And?", I asked hopefully. She shrugged her shoulders. "Are you still not talking to me?" She just nodded and took another bite. I could see her face change when she took the bites, which let me know she liked it. I smiled and went back to my plate. "Why are you smiling?", she asked. I shrugged my shoulders. "Oh don't play this game with me, young lady", she said. I laughed. "Young lady?", I asked. She looked at her plate. "It was the first thing to come to mind", she said softly. I giggled. "Do you like it?", I asked again. She looked up at me and nodded. "It's really good." I smiled. "That's why I was smiling. Your expressions told me the exact same thing." "You know me a little too well", she said and giggled.

We both finished our meals and did the dishes. "What's for desert?", she asked putting the plates away. I wrapped my hands around her waist and softly kissed her neck. "You." "Oh no, I know the game you're playing", she said and stepped away. "I'm not playing any games right now", I said. "How would I know for sure?", she asked. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and threw it across the room. "Is this a bit more convincing to you?" She bit her lip and walked up to me. I picked her up and sat her down on the kitchen table. I threw off everything that was on there, and layed her down. "That broke", she said looking at a bowl that was laying on the floor. "I really don't give a shit", I said being all focused on her. I crawled onto the table and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. "The things I'm going to do with you.."

As soon as we were both half naked, I heard a car pull up. "What?", I said frowning. I got off the table and looked through the blinds. "It's my parents", I said. I collected our clothes and pulled Lily off the table, and upstairs. We ran into my room and shut the door behind us. "I thought they weren't gonna be back until Friday", I said confused. "Babe, it is Friday." My eyes widened and I started laughing.

"Honey? Are you home?", I heard my mom say. "Yeah I'm upstairs", I said getting dressed. Lily ran into the bathroom. "What are you doing?", I asked. "Your mom doesn't know we're a thing right?" "So?", I asked. "So, she can't see me!" I rolled my eyes and giggled. "We were best friends before this. Of course she can see you." She sighed. "That's true." She put on her clothes and sat on my desk. I walked up to her and softly kissed her. "We'll finish this some other time." I walked out of my room and downstairs.

"What is all this?", my mom asked pointing at the mess we'd made. "I uh, we.. Lily and I uh.. We got in a fight and I got angry." My mom looked confused. "A fight? Where is Lily now?", she asked. "She's upstairs. We worked it out. It was just some miscommunication." She nodded. "Hi Lily", she yelled upstairs. "Hey!" She walked back to me. "Clean this up, will you?" I nodded. She smiled and kissed my forehead. My dad did the same. "How was the trip?", I asked. "It was very nice. Your mom and I should get out more. Right honey?", he said. My mom nodded. "New Orleans was so great. I wanna go back there very soon", she said. I smiled at their happiness.

I quickly cleaned up the mess and headed back upstairs.

I saw Lily laying on my bed, scrolling through her phone, with her shirt still unbuttoned. "You know I can't possibly resist you like this, right?", I said shutting the door. She looked at me and smiled. "You're not supposed to", she said. I got onto the bed and kissed her.

"So, when are you gonna tell your parents about us?", she asked. I layed down next to her. "I don't know, when I'm ready." "When will that be?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know." She rolled to her side and faced me. "I told mine." "So? That doesn't mean I have to tell mine", I said. "I didn't mean it like that." "If you're gonna keep pushing me to tell them, stop", I said. She sat up. "I'm not pushing you into anything.. I'm just encouraging you", she said. I shook my head. "You're pushing me, and it's not helping." I got off the bed and grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge in my room. "I'm sorry", she said walking up to me. "I promise I'll stop pushing you. It's just, I want to be more open with you. I want to be a couple on the street, without having to worry who sees us." I nodded. "I know what you mean. And Ip romise I'll them as soon as possible. I'm just not entirely ready yet. Can you please just understand that?", I said. She nodded. "I understand."