This is a mature, standalone girlxgirl story.
Caitlyn never expected her best friend's little sister to kiss her on New Year's Eve four years ago. To her, Hazel was always Jace's awkward little sister nicknamed, "sprout," that tagged along in car rides, wore baggy clothing, and would be afraid of being the slightest bit tardy to class.
So, of course, Caitlyn had to let her down gently before Hazel returned to her first year of college.
Four years later, her best friend presents her with the idea of moving in with Hazel, who freshly graduated college. Obviously, she agrees, because what harm can little ole' sprout do?
A lot.
Because, Hazel is a lot different than what Caitlyn remembers. Bratty, tight clothing, and overall body of a goddess, all paired with the Hazel she knew and loved. But, under this new exterior, Caitlyn can't help but think differently of the woman that kissed her four years ago.
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Hazel was always in love with her brother's best friend, Caitlyn. Ever since they were kids, she admired her from afar and tried to get as close as possible.
So, misinterpreting the signs, during winter break of her freshman year of college, she decides to kiss her.
Oh, she was sorely mistaken.
Crushed. Heartbroken. Humiliated.
Hazel goes back to college with the intention to forget about Caitlyn and reinvent herself. Yet, when she's found herself in shitty situation where her apartment isn't available for the next year, her brother convinces her to move in with Caitlyn.
What could go wrong?
"Do you want it to be... real?" She questioned.
My words got caught in my throat, I slowly nod.
"Even if I'm not..." she droned off.
I knew what she meant. Even if she wasn't my ex.
"Please..." I surprised myself with my word.
Her eyes met mine once more, and she leaned even closer, and before I could understand it all, her lips brushed against mine and the gap between us was closed.
We were kissing- like actually kissing and butterflies were erupting in my stomach.
My hands made their way to her waist and her hands made their way to my face.
Her soft flips moved in sync with mine, the taste of cotton candy from earlier and even the Cheetos filled my senses.
And then we pulled away, our foreheads pressed together.
"I think that real enough" I smiled.
Her thumbs gently caressed my cheek, my heart still racing like crazy.
"I love y- unicorns, I-I love unicorns!" She pulled back, blushing like crazy.
"I love y-unicorns too" I giggled, my body longing for hers once again.