The Girl In The Suit

Anne

When Gemma and I wake up, we make our way down to Blueberries for breakfast. Alison is staying at home to take care of Freddie. We met him earlier and he's doing a lot better. He wants to get out and about, and had the mad idea to take us to the jumplanes tomorrow, but we won't allow it.

While we walk downtown, Gemma slides her hand into mine and I look at her. I then realise that I'm comfortable with this and there's nothing to be afraid of.

When we get to the café, we see Tasha and Gabrielle sitting close together eating pancakes and drinking a mug of hot chocolate. They look so happy together all the time. If they break up, I will cry.

They then notice us. When they see our hands, Gabrielle chokes on a pancake and Tasha spits the hot chocolate back into the cup. They motion frantically for us to come in beside them.

We chuckle and let each others hands go as we walk into the café. We order our pancakes and hot chocolate and we sit in beside them. They're just staring at us.

"What?", Gemma says slowly.

"Gabs, I called it, I fucking called it.", Tasha says raising her cup.

"I did too, Tashy, give me credit as well."

"You called what?", I ask. Tasha rolls her eyes.

"You guys got together! The hands! Congrats!", Tasha says excitedly.

I feel myself begin to blush and I see Gemma smirking and trying to hide it. Tasha and Gabrielle look at each other.

"Fucking adorable.", they say in unison.

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, we got together, don't wet your knickers." Damn. I'm not usually the cocky one. 

"I'm so happy for you guys!", Gabrielle squeals.

"Yeah, we're happy too.", Gemma says softly.

She then places her hand on my thigh underneath the table. I could die right here on the spot. I could drop dead face down into Tasha's pancakes.

Then, our food and drinks come, and she removes her hand to start at the pancakes. I swear to God, her hand must've left a handprint.

"So,", Tasha starts, "how did it happen?"

"Uh, I don't know really, it just did. I liked her since forever.", says Gemma, to which I roll my eyes.

"I thought you bullied her for a while?", Gabrielle says confusedly.

"I was being an insecure cunt, I had a crush on her since I laid eyes on her when I was 12." She smiles at me, and I smile back.

"Well, I dated Gabs brother and that's how I met her. But we got together at a The 1975 concert. I have no clue why it took so long, everyone knew.", Tasha says. Gabrielle buries her head in her neck and kisses her there sneakily. Damn, Gab.

I see a lump rise in her throat. She's keeping back a moan. They don't hold back from PDA at all.

Gemma smiles at me, and then she puts her arm around my neck. My breath hitches in my throat. I don't think I've felt better in my entire 15 years.

That is until.....

"What the fuck, kid?!"

Gemma's father smashes her head into the plate