Things have changed

Love is not a choice

We walked down to dinner together with dan and phil,

"Dan told me what happened earlier" phil laughed playfully punching dan in the arm.

Dan looked at phil frowning,

"I'm sorry" he laughed,

Dan pushed him and phil pushed him back.

We walked into the dining room, it was mainly empty, except for an elderly couple in the corner.

We all chose our meals and sat down, choosing a booth near the back of the room.

"I can't believe we go to the first meet up tommorow" I squealed with excitement,

Dan put his hand on my shoulder

"Yours and scars first meet up you mean" he smirked at me,

I rolled my eyes at him and continued to eat.

Scars hand left mine and moved to my thigh.

I glared at her whilst dan and phil spoke about what they wanted to once vidcon was over.

Her hand moved further up my skirt.

"Don't, please" I murmured just loud enough for her to hear.

"Whatever you say babe" she smirked removing her hand.

Throughout the entire meal her hand would accidentally brush against my inner thigh, she'd smirk mischievously in my direction and continue to eat or sip on her drink.

We placed our plates on the side and left.

"Scarlett, if you going to fuck your girlfriend under the table you might need to be a bit more subtle" dan said sarcastically.

"Is this subtle enough howell" she said pressing me up against the wall, kissing me and biting my lip.

Her hand rested on my collarbone, moving down slowly.

"Okay, okay, I'm all for gay pride and shit but can we not frickle frack on the hallway outside our room please" dan said unlocking the door to his and phil's room.

"Guess we'll finish this in our room babe" she winked at me.

I nodded in agreement and opened the door, the second it was shut she pulled off my shirt and pushed me against the wall.