Fighting for Love (Yuri love story)

Chapter 7

Destiny's POV

I sighed as I sat on my bed looking at myself in the mirror, nobody knew my secret,well I guess Sam does now. My mom doesn't even know, not Lexie, or Hannah, nobody.  "Destiny you are gonna be late!" I sighed and grabbed my bag. "Breakfast?" "I have an apple" "Like you do everyday" she mumbled, I laughed. I kissed her on the cheek and left. I arrived at school, said my hellos to Hannah and Lexie, and made my way to class. I smiled when I saw  Sam sitting in her seat beside mine, I sat down, and she smiled at me. class by class, it got harder and harder, I mean she was wearing a crop shirt, a pair of jeans that showed her figure beautifully. At lunch we were walking down the hall together, I looked around to make sure no one was around, I grabbed her arm and dragged her into the janitors closet. "What are you-" "oh shut up" I had her arms pinned above her head against the wall. "Like you didn't purposely swing your ass, or run your hand up my thigh in history" she only smirked at me. I crashed my lips against her's, I felt her kiss back. I ran my hands down her body, pulling at her belt loops.  I sucked and nipped at her neck, making her moan, she pushed against me "Des, not here" she stopped letting out another moan. I sighed and pulled away, gave her one more kiss, and whispered "Then stop swinging that ass". I smirked as we walked out and headed for the cafeteria. 

Sam's POV

School ended and Des gave me a ride home, who told me to stop being such a tease. I couldn't help but blush, nobody had ever treated me like this, I had to admit, I liked it. "Hey what time you leaving?" Mom asked "5:00" I answered running upstairs. God what am I gonna wear? I haven't been on a date in forever, I decided on some jean shorts that came up to mid thigh, a black crop top, my black boots, and a black sweater.  I curled my hair and only put on a little make-up, I heard a knock at the door. She was right on time, "Bye mom!" I grabbed my bag and walked out. Des was wearing her favorite ripped skinny jeans, a grey shirt, black boots, and leather jacket. "Well don't you look fine" I blushed letting my hair hide my face, I felt her lift my head up. "Don't hide that pretty face of yours, your cute when you blush. now come on" she took my hand and led me down the stairs. 

"So you gonna tell me where we're going?" I asked as we drove "mm, nope" "and why not?" "Cause it's a surprise" she stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I sighed, we drove for another twenty minutes until she spoke "we're here" she climbed out and came and opened my door for me. we were at the top of a hill, you could see our whole town. Des got a basket and blanket out of the trunk, "A picnic?" "What can I say, I'm the romantic type" She smirked and began to spread out the blanket. She had packed pizza for us, I couldn't help but laugh. "Alright so I believe this is the part where we get to know each other better" she stated taking a bite of her pizza. "Where should I start?" "ever dated a girl before?" "Nope" "When did you find out you where lesbian?" "6 months before I came here, there was this girl, she was just amazing, and I really like her, more then I should have, but she was straight" I explained. "Glad she was" "What?" "well if she was gay, then you two might have fallen in love, gotten married, where would I be? sitting here eating pizza by myself that's where" I laughed. "What about you?" she sighed "I moved here when I was 15, didn't know anybody. Then I met this girl and she was so nice, went out of her way to help me out, and was just amazing. Same as you, I had feelings for her that I shouldn't of had, but I did. One night I was sleeping over at her place, and she kissed me, said she loved me. Two months later, I caught her fucking some guy" "It was Amber" she nodded. "Why did you do that to yourself?" "Do what?" "Your scars are showing" I froze up and noticed the sleeves of my sweater had gotten rid-ed up. I quickly began to pull them down, but Des stopped me. She took my wrist and planted a kiss on each scar. "You don't have to do this to yourself" she whispered, she kissed me, not a kiss filled with yearning, but soft and kind. I pulled away and smiled, "Does this make me your girlfriend?" "Do you want to be my girlfriend?" I pushed her onto the ground and kissed her, until she pulled away laughing. "I'll take that as a yes then?" I nodded. "Want a strawberry?" I laughed and nodded, after a while we laid on the blanket in silence. "His name was Kevin, we met in 7th grade, dated until 10th" "why did you break up?" I sighed and closed my eyes "He raped me" Des instantly sat up. "He did what!?!" "Calm down, yea he did, after, said I was a worthless bitch, and I believed him" I had teared up a bit, but wiped it away. "Hey, you don't believe him, You are a wonderful girl, your my girl" I couldn't help but smile. She kissed me on the forehead before laying back down and holding me close. I felt safe in her arms, I think I love her, no I do love her. Our love, was our own little secret.