The Difference Between You and Me (GXG)

chapter 14

dakota's p.o.v

after a while of just relaxing..on each other basically, lucy sat up and stretched. she looks at me and sees the way i was sitting while she was laying on me.

"oh my gosh were you okay laying like that?" she asks me. i just nod, actually finding it comfortable even though it was an odd position.

"yeah it was fine." i assure her, giving her a smile. she leans over and grabs her water bottle, taking a sip of it.

"sorry i was like..totally just laying on top of you." she giggles a little, putting her water bottle down on the table now.

"it's okay." i shake my head, thinking inside that it was more than okay. but i don't want to show my excitement.

"i have an idea." she says leaning back on the couch and facing me. "what if we go to that restaurant that's down the street from my house for dinner?" she asks. my eyes widen slightly.

"that place is kind of fancy..and expensive." i point out. she makes a 'pft' noise and shrugs.

"so what? my treat." she smiles, standing up.

"no no no." i shake my head quickly, standing up after her. she's a bit taller than me so i tilt my head up a little at her. "you're not paying for me."

"um, yes i am." she says and then turns away quickly, walking towards the stairs. "i'm also going to let you barrow some clothes. let's go change!" she says excitingly and runs up the stairs.

i follow after her, going up the stairs and i look to the right to see her standing outside her bedroom door. i go over and she opens it, letting us both in. i look around, seeing how pretty white and organized it is.

"sit." she pats her bed, telling me to sit down. i oblige, watching her walk in to her walk in closet. shit.

"are you sure your clothes are going to fit me?" i ask her as she turns around, her jaw hanging low.

"of course they are!" she says loudly. she picks out a pair of pretty jeans for me along with a nice light blue shirt. she throws them to me and i look at them, along with the size. huh, maybe these will fit me.

she comes out of her closet, holding a jean skirt and a crop top. "you gave the vibe that screamed 'don't give me really girly clothes!'" she says she laughs a little. i nod, appreciating what she gave me to wear.

i look down at the clothes again and realize how nice they are. they look brand new. she must take really good care of her clothes. i finally look up and see her shirt is off, her bra catching my attention.

i swallow hard, trying not to stare as she looks at me weird. "what? we're all girls here." she laughs and slips on her crop top on. i feel a blush hit my face as i look back down. not now dakota!

"can i get changed in your bathroom?" i ask shyly as i hesitantly look up again. she slips out of her leggings she was wearing and i almost gasp, covering my mouth. i look away before taking a quick glance at her underwear. ohh my gosh what is happening?!

"no need." she says. she puts on her jean shorts and i feel like i can breath again. that was torture. of course she owns victoria secret undergarments that i just almost stared at as she got undressed. "i'll turn around."

she does as she says and turns her back to me. "thank you." i say quickly and stand up, undressing as quick as i can.

as i put the clothes on that so kindly let me barrow, i take this moment to look at her. she's never worn a skirt that i've seen before and it looks honestly so good on her. she wears crop tops a lot but this black one just fits perfectly with her jean skirt. i don't mean to sound weird but her ass looks really good in that skirt too.