Are You There, Somewhere? (girlxgirl) [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 8: Love ??

Ahhh! I'm so sorry for taking too long to update. I wasn't feeling very well so I doesn't do much writing these few days.

Enjoy Chapter 8!

Lana's POV:

"Hey Lana are you taking the next shift, or?"

"Nope. Sorry Stace. I've got a date tonight." I said with a wink. I promised Lana we'd watch a movie. Star Trek will be screening on the parking lot tonight, and that kind of movies were her kind of thing.

"What the hell, you guys goes for a date every single day for fuck sake." Stacey complained playfully. She loved Annabelle. She said Annabelle reminded him of her little sister, who lived far away or something. I assumed she meant that her sister was dead, but I didn't have the heart to ask for her confirmation. It would appear as rude. I don't think people normally do that.

After half an hour, Annabelle appeared through the door and greeted me with a kiss.

"Hey green head." She said playfully. She was wearing a Star Trek shirt, of course.

"First of all, my hair isn't green. Its turquoise. Its a mix of blue and green. Second, I hope you bring extra sweater because I forgot mine, oops."

"Lanaaa you should've texted me earlier. How the hell would I thought of bringing an extra sweater anyway? People don't just normally brought two sweaters when they're going out, you fucktard."

"They don't? Well that's negligent of them. And stop calling me fucktard, you fuckface." I retorted jokingly.

"It's alright, boo. That just gave me a reason to hug you and keep you warm for tonight." She then give me a peck on the cheek.

"Annabelle!!" That, would be Stacey.

"Stacey!!" Yep. Annabelle ran towards Stacey and hugged her tight like they haven't met in a long time. Hell, like they've even known each other in a long time. What the fuck. But I let them. Stacey doesn't even swing that way, so it was all good.

"So Belle, want anything before we head to the movie? The usual perhaps?" I asked. Whenever she come by the Starbucks, she'd always order hazelnut frappuccino.

"Yes, please!" And she'd always be excited about it. Could be just because she loved hazelnut frappuccino, or maybe it was because I always payed for her drinks. Perhaps both.

I went to make her drinks while she talked to Stacey. She was telling her about Star Trek, of course. And Stacey was nodding. I doubt she even understood anything Annabelle was telling her. But it was nice of her to play along.

I came back with Annabelle's drink and we went for the movie. I borrowed Stacey's uncle's truck so we put mattresses and some pillows on the trunk. We cuddled comfortably while watching the movies and silently nipping at our drinks.

I didn't payed much attention to the movie though. Science fiction wasn't really my thing. But at least Annabelle enjoyed it. I bet she had watched it more than 50 times, since she was mouthing every single lines.

I payed attention to Annabelle. I watched her instead of the movie. She was really fascinating. Her expression when something happened in the movie was surreal. Like it was her first time watching it. Yet she basically memorised every single lines. And in that moment I truly saw what a fucking nerd she was. She was my nerd and mine alone.

After the movie ended, we decided to just lay there and chill for a moment longer. Glad there weren't that many people anymore and they didn't told us to leave too. So we laid side by side, Annabelle's arms around my waist and we were wrapped together in the mattress like a burrito.

"Hey Lana?" Annabelle spoke.

"Yes babe?"

"Say my name."

"Belle." I said.

"People don't normally call me Belle. They all call me Anna. Except for my parents." She explained.

"Well, I like Belle better." I said with a wink.

"Me too." She smiled and pecked my cheek.

"Do you love me?" She then asked. Her eyes gleamed with what I would call as hope.

"....."

I honestly didn't know what to say. Do I love her? Well, I do care about her. A lot. Maybe too much. But do I love her?

Love is a very dangerous thing. Love is a game we all choose to play, not knowing if we would win or lose. Love is a battlefield. We'll either ended up killing or be killed. To love is to risk.

Was I ready to take a risk with Annabelle? Was I ready to love ?

Yes.

I was ready.

"Yes." I whispered and shook my head. "I do love you, Belle. I really do." And I quickly kissed her lips hard and wasn't disappointed when my kissed was returned passionately. I couldn't think of anything else except for Annabelle's hot lips and warm breathes against mine. Her arms now secured around me tightly and she grasped the back of my shirt. I hold her face with my both hands and tilted it back as I invade her mouth with my tongue. Our tongues danced together in our mouth like it was their first time meeting each other. And our hands discovered each other's bodies like it was the first time we touched each other.

In that time, all I could think was how doom I could be for loving someone this much.

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(I'm going on a road trip tomorrow so I don't know when would I be able to update the next chapter. But I won't be away longer than a week, so don't worry! I will try not to disappoint you guys.)