Your POV
"Ughh," I groaned, rolling over in bed, not realizing how close to the edge I was until I hit the floor. "Fuck."
"Y/n?" I heard a voice ask before I saw Lauren's head look over the edge of the bed. "Are you okay?"
"Yea," I said, standing up and dusting myself off.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Lauren asked, making me raise my eyebrows at her.
"Uh... we smoked weed," I said with a smirk. "Ally would kill you if she found out by the way."
"Oh, I know," Lauren shrugged. "Anything else you remember?"
"We came in here," I paused, trying to remember whatever she was obviously hinting at. "Did I do something dumb?"
"I wouldn't call it dumb," she told me, confusing me even more. "You called me complicated and asked me on a date."
"Oh," I said, my cheeks flushing red.
"Sorry- I mean, not that I wouldn't want to go out with you. You're super pretty I just... I don't wanna," I stopped talking when she laughed.
"That's another thing you said. You kept calling me pretty," she smirked. She was having fun with this.
"Well, I have more confidence when i'm high than when i'm sober obviously," I told her, making her smile.
"What'd you say when I asked you on the date though?" I asked her, sitting next to her.
"Why do you wanna know?" She countered, crossing her arms.
"I just do," I told her, leaning in closer.
"I said I might," she admitted.
"I have more game when I'm high than when i'm sober too."
She laughed at my statement and smiled at me.
"You did one more thing too," she stated.
"What?" I asked, bringing a hand up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
"We might have..." She trailed her sentence off, making my mind race with the possible endings to that sentence. What did we do?
"...kissed."
My jaw dropped.
No we didn't.
"We- wait. I kissed you?" I asked, my face burning with blush.
"Yea, well... I guess I kind of initiated it," she told me, making my eyes widen.
"What?" She asked. "Is that okay?"
"Yea! I mean, yes I don't mind. I just- I didn't think you liked me like that," I told her, making her smirk. "Oh my God I sound like a middle schooler.
"Stop, you're cute," she told me, grabbing my hands. "So, are you gonna take me on that date anytime soon?"
My eyes widened. "You actually want to go on a date with me?"
"Well, duh. I wouldn't have brought any of this up if I didn't like you like that," she teased, repeating the phrase I said earlier.
"Maybe, tomorrow," I told her. "I'm really tired."
"Okay," she said, leaning in and pecking my lips.
"You kiss before the first date?" I asked in a teasing tone.
"We already made out. That was nothing," she told me, making my jaw drop at her bluntness.
"Alright, fine. Then I'll just..." I trailed off, caressing her neck and bringing her lips to connect with mine.
We kept the contact, finding a rhythm quickly. Her fingers ran through my hair and my hands pinned her hips to the mattress as I hovered above her.
"Hey, Y/n. Ally made food and told me to co- oh my god!" Dinah swung open my door, screaming when she saw us.
"Ow!" I groaned as Lauren threw me off of her and onto the floor.
"Oh, shit. I'm so sorry," she apologized, helping me up.
"Oh, you two are so caught," Dinah smirked, looking between the two of us. "I wonder what Ally would say."
"Dinah, please do not say anything," I pleaded with the girl.
"Why not? You two would be a hot couple," she said. "Maybe try locking the door next time."
"Maybe try knocking next time," Lauren shot back, laying her head on my shoulder.
"Hey, I know your little secret, so right now is not the best time to be sarcastic," Dinah giggled.
"Dinah, if you say anything I'll kill you," Lauren warned, calming down when I wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed it a little.
"Okay, okay. I won't say anything... if you tell me when this started," she bargained, motioning between the two of us.
"Last night when he asked me on a date," Lauren admitted, leaving the part about us being high out.
"Hmm. I just want to say that I called this from the start," Dinah said, pointing at the two of us. "But really though, there's food downstairs. Not that you two would be hungry after eating each other's faces."
I blushed at Dinah's comment as Lauren threw a pillow in her direction. Dinah laughed and quickly shut the door, letting the pillow hit it before she reopened it.
"C'mon, lovebirds," she teased one more time before leaving.
"Oh my Goddddd," Lauren mumbled, shoving her face into my neck.
"Hey, she won't say anything. It's gonna be fine," I told her, not really getting why she was so against anyone knowing.
"I don't mind if the other girls know. I just at least wanted us to be able to tell them ourselves after a couple dates," Lauren explained.
"We still can," I said, happy to know she wasn't ashamed of us. "But right now lets get downstairs to make sure Dinah won't spill."
She giggled and pecked my lips one more time before leading me downstairs.
