We, being the lesbians we are, committed to spending the full day together in Glasgow. It's September and there's a lot of birthdays in the October to November time for me so we spend the day shopping. She's wearing jeans and a casual top, trainers nothing fancy but me, I'm wearing a full face of makeup and what would be a casual outfit if I didn't have my Nice jacket on.
It takes roughly 20 minutes for us to begin casually talking and updating each other on everything in our lives for the past 18 years. The whole time I can't stop thinking about how beautiful she is and I'm almost certain my face is giving it away with every word she says.
We're walking up Buchanan, we're going to the little Starbucks just next to Merchant Square where if you go up the stairs there's 4 cramped little circular tables and is almost always empty. She gets a hot chocolate which I over analyze to mean that she didn't actually care about coming here but she did so both because of me and because of how close the seats are.
We're sitting in the too close seats in the empty box room upstairs. After a day of casually grabbing each other's hand and secret looks that neither of us fully knew the meaning of. While I'm trying to tell a joke I've not been able to get right all day but that itself has become the joke. She interrupts me and says "Can I kiss you?" quickly like it's been building up inside of her all day and urgently like her lips might just fall off if I didn't kiss them right this moment. I say yes before I even fully process what she said so when she does put her hand on my jaw caressing my face but with her fingers also wrapped around the back of my neck so she can pull me in closer to her, I'm the perfect amount of surprised that when the adrenaline kicks in we're already kissing. And in this moment I feel like I'm on cloud nine and never want this moment to stop. But when it does I take a deep breath and I smile and I keep on smiling for the rest of the day.
When we get back to campus she walks me to my building which is just next to hers and I invite her in like the lady I am but she says it's late but she assures me that she had a great day and she kisses me again. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer but we're both very aware of the fact that literally, anyone can see us. Neither of us is in the closet but PDA is disgusting for more or less everyone. So I watch her walk to her flat and when I know she's in her building I fall into my room onto my bed with the biggest smile and I start screaming screams of joy which if anyone had heard would've sworn I was being murdered.
Across the way, Megan falls into her flat onto her bed and does the exact same thing.
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1 Year
ChickLitWhat you are about to read is what this 2-month relationship could've been if we were 1 year older. The actual story is quite disappointing and underwhelming but this is what I think could've happened if it was 1 year in the future.
