A New World (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 5

The next few weeks went by all the same. I'd meet Dahlia, Hayley, and Meagan after school and we'd all hang out. I found myself talking more and getting used to them. They were pretty tolerable people. I started to trust them a lot more than anyone. Ever. I still hadn't told them about my childhood, I guess I was still afraid about how they would treat me. I know that I was once broken and I didn't need them to remind me of the pain.

I also got a lot closer to Dahlia. She was amazing. I always wanted to be near her. I'm 99.9% sure that I like her but who wouldn't? She never judged someone until she got to know them and never went off of what she heard. If she had, her and I wouldn't be friends. I mean people create some pretty ridiculous stories about me. I mean a zebra? Really? Ridiculous.

Anyways today I couldn't hang with them because no one would be home to watch Quinn. Her step father was out probably drowning himself in alcohol, Luke was at his girlfriends house and Aunt Sam was working.

So here I am. Sitting on my couch with Quinn cuddled up next to me. Watching Frozen. For the fourth time. I mean if I hear 'Do you want to build a snow man?' One more time I'm gonna lose it. Thankfully I've been in a group chat with Dahlia, Mike (Hayleys friend), Hayley, Meagan, Paul(hayleys friend) and Syd, to keep me entertained.

Mike: 'So what are we doin tomorrow?? It's gonna be Friday. We can't just sit around all day.'

Syd: 'Theres supposed to be this sick party at Dante's. We could go?'

Hayley: 'let's do that. It sounds great'

Mike: 'sick so party? Yeah??'

Meagan: 'FUCK YEEEAAAHHH!!!'

Dahlia: 'PARTYYYYYYY!!!!!!!'

Scratch that. I wish I wasn't in this group chat. I never respond to what they say anyways. I just agree with what they want because I could care less with what we do. As long as I'm with Dahlia.

My phones continues to light up and ring from all the messages. I really don't want to be in this group chat anymore.

Me: 'get me out of this chat. Please for the love of god'

Paul: 'nope. Once ur in you can't get out'

Me: 'just start another chat'

Meagan and Dahlia respond at once: 'NOOOOOOO. Ur stuck here for life!!!'

I hate all of them.

I realize that Quinn is fast asleep, so I scoop her up and take her upstairs to her room to tuck her in. I return back downstairs retrieving my phone and turning the television off. Once I get to my room, I strip and take a quick shower. The heated water relaxes every muscle and leaves me in a relaxed state.

Once out, I towel dry my hair and body then throw on a long sleeve t-shirt and some black short shorts. Hoping in bed, I look at my phone and see that I have three messages from Dahlia, it's outside of the group chat.

'Hey do you want to go to that party tomorrow? You never responded so...'

'Okay I guess that's a no. Responding always helps in a conversation... Ass'

'I'm coming over. I'll be there in 10'

The last text caught me off guard. She never comes over this late considering her father is obsessed about her getting great grades and he never let's her out at night on a school day. A moment later I hear a knocking on my window. I jump out of my bed and crawl back a few feet before I realize who it is.

"For the love of Christ. I have a door. A fully functional door that is always ready to be used." Sarcasm oozing with every word as I open the window.

"Well I thought that this would be more fun and from what I just saw, it was!" She still hasn't stop laughing.

After a few minutes of her laughing, she takes off her jacket and shoes

"Mind if I crash here tonight?"

"Do what you want. You always come here anyways." I reply in my bored tone.

She starts to take off her clothes and for some reason I can't keep my eyes off of her. Hell I know the reason. It's because I really like her, but normally I can control my hunger for her. But right now my eyes are following her every move. Her shirts already off and her stomach is so toned and tight. My eyes travel lower to her legs. Long and tan. Flawless might I add as well.

After I realize that I'm gawking at her, it's too late. I never even realized that she had already thrown on some of my shorts and my favorite shirt. Her hip is cocked to one side, with one hand resting above it.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were checking me out." She says with a confident smile.

"I-I ... Well you see... I was looking... But.." Nothing was coming out the way I hoped that it would. The one time I needed my mind to work, it chose to shut down.

I hung my head in an attempt to hide my burning cheeks and walk over to my bed to try and rest. I feel the bed shift, signaling that she had taken her spot and was right next to me. She tries to get my attention but I refuse to let her see my face. The next thing I know she is straddling me, and pinning my hands above my head. I know for a fact that I look like a tomato now.

"Gwen I was kidding! I..." She trailed off once she saw my face. To my dismay she continues inching her way towards me. A second later her lips were only a few centimeters away from mine.

I found myself looking at her soft, full lips. They look so welcoming and warm. I wanted them. I needed them. I don't know what took over me but I crashed our lips together. Begging for more of her. To my surprise, she was just as hungry as I was. Our lips were perfect for each other. She had let got of my hands now to tangle her fingers in my hair. I let my hands roam freely about her body placing a hand on her neck, drawing more of her to me.

My other hand travels to her ass and I can't help but squeeze which solicits a small moan from her. I take that as my entrance and allow my tongue to discover every parcel of her mouth.

She tasted so sweet and I found myself wanting more and more of her.

After a few minutes we pulled away from each other. Both of our breathing heavy. She rest her head on my chest, both of us silent until our breathing slows.

I was ecstatic. I wanted her so bad and I just had her, a small portion but it was still something. My doubt got the best if me though.

Oh god. What did I do? I forced her to kiss me? What if she didn't want it? What if she hates me? Oh no. I fucked up. I really messed up. The color drains from my face at the thought of losing her.

Almost immediately I'm apologizing.

I tell her it won't happen again and I'm repeatedly asking for her forgiveness. I continue rambling on until her soft lips are once again attached to mine. It takes me a while to realize but I kiss her back with just as much passion.

She pulls away smiling, "Finally you shut up"

I'm shocked. I had no idea what any of this meant? Did it mean that she liked me back or that she really just wanted me to stop talking? Does she feel how I feel? I don't say anything. I just look at her with pure disbelief.

She lets out the cutest giggle.

"Gwen if you haven't noticed, I really like you. Ever since the day you showed me to my locker I've been attracted to you. Please tell me that I'm not mistaken in thinking that you feel the same way."

I just smile. I must look like a fool but I don't care. I'm too happy. This is what I've wanted for so long and I finally have it. She crawls off of me and snuggles in closer. I wrap my arms around her and she rest her head on my chest.

Yep. My life is finally looking up.