San Francisco, California, Memories
When they woke up the next morning, Beyoncé had a hangover and Kelly was still groggy. Every bit of them hurt from sleeping on the lumpy couch.
"Goddamn it..." Beyoncé groaned as she sat up.
"Morning girls." Ashley said, walking by. Adri followed, dressed in nothing but boxers and an oversized t-shirt. She also wore a smug look as she passed by the two girls, clearly still tangled in each other's embrace. She raised her eyebrow in a way that signified she knew just what kind of friends they really were.
"Sleep well?" She asked saucily. Beyoncé responded with another groan and she buried her face into Kelly's back. Kelly smiled sleepily and nodded. "Well, you girls are welcome to have breakfast with us. Just be careful, I'm a horrible cook." She winked at the two of them and went into the kitchen. Beyoncé looked over at Kelly who looked back and the two of them burst into giggles.
"Subtle, Kels." Beyoncé whispered, giving her a quick peck on the lips.
"No making out on my couch." Ashley called out from the kitchen. The two of them burst into a fit of laughter, causing Kelly to fall off. Beyoncé rolled down on top of her and Adri walked in.
"Ah, to be young again." She sighed. Ashley walked over and shook her head.
"Or my floor." She added. Beyoncé got up first, helping Kelly to her feet. They sat down next to each other, only letting go of each other's hands when they started eating. After breakfast, Adri and Ashley drove them back to the hotel.
"You come back now, you hear? I really could use you!" Ashley shouted as they drove away. Beyoncé waved at the two of them. They were an odd pair and Beyoncé wasn't sure why she suddenly became okay with them overnight. But when Kelly kissed her right behind her ear, everything in the world made sense.
"They're cute." Beyoncé said.
"Yeah, they are."
"Psh, whatever. They're not as cute as us." Beyoncé sneered. Kelly beamed at her. This was entirely her doing. This entire "Beyoncé is secretly a softie" was all the work of the girl standing next to her. And really, Beyoncé didn't mind it.
"Alright, let's go before I turn normal." Beyoncé huffed and the two of them checked out of the hostel and continued towards their destination.
They reached the southern tip of California later that day. Kelly was so excited when she saw the sign for the state. They got out of the car so that Kelly could run out into the water, beckoning Beyoncé to join her. Beyoncé looked around and noticed that there were no people on the beach. Obviously, Kelly did too as she whipped off her shirt and slipped out of her skirt.
"Kels!" Beyoncé exclaimed, glancing back at the road. Kelly laughed, jumping right into the ocean.
"Oh, it's cold!" Kelly said, hopping right back out. "BB! Come keep me warm!" Beyoncé walked over to the water and let the waves lap at her sandals. Kelly rushed over and before Beyoncé could run, gave her a big hug. Beyoncé sputtered and tried to break free.
"You'll get me wet!" Beyoncé exclaimed. Kelly answered with an open mouth kiss and Beyoncé could taste the ocean on her lips and tongue. She brought her hands up to tangle in Kelly's soaked hair. Kelly broke the kiss and searched her eyes. Her hands wandered down to the hem of Beyoncé's shirt and began tugging it up. Beyoncé caught her hands. "What are you doing?" She hissed.
"Shh..." Kelly said, kissing her again. Beyoncé didn't relax but she removed her hands and let Kelly take her shirt off. Kelly paused and gazed into Beyoncé's scared amber eyes. Beyoncé stared right back. Kelly's were full of confidence and security but it made Beyoncé feel so small in comparison. The older girl's hands trailed down Beyoncé's body along her stomach and rested on Beyoncé shorts. Her fingers brushed the buttons and began undoing them one by one. Kelly didn't break eye contact. Beyoncé went to glance behind her to see if anyone was looking but Kelly seized the sides of her face and pulled her back.
