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I just took exams and... yikes.

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Isabella's POV

Lynnex is coming over today.

Holy shit.

Lynnex is coming over today!

I instantly jump out of bed at this realization and sprint into my bathroom.

Oh god.

I hope that she doesn't come over while I am in the shower.

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My mother spontaneously bought a hot tub, which just arrived yesterday.

Flower and I were sat in the dining room, in the middle of coming up with dinner ideas that I could surprise the golden haired girl with when my mother bursted through the door asking us if we could help her push it into the back yard.

Thankfully we were all able to lift it up onto the deck near the back door.

I have no clue how she was able to convince my mom that we needed one, but somehow she did.

Honestly, I don't even want to know how.

Anyways. I told Lynnex about the purchase and now she can't wait to try it out.

For my bathing suit I settled on a simple black bikini.

I chose to cover that with a dark grey, cropped shirt that has a simple graphic design on it, as for bottoms I chose a pair of plain, black denim shorts. For shoes I decided on a pair of plain, black and white high top converse.

I walk over to my night table as soon as I am finished getting dressed and slip on all of my rings, deciding last second to clasp a padlock necklace around my neck.

Okay.

The love of my life will be here at any minute.

I immediately feel a stirring in my lower belly.

It's not the good kind of stirring either.

Maybe I am just hungry.

I ignore the uneasiness in my stomach as I make my way out of my bedroom.

Once I reach the top of the staircase I run down the steps before making my way into the empty kitchen.

Where is everybody?

I make my way over towards the refrigerator only to stop once I see a note.

Dear Isabella,

Your mother and I are out grocery shopping.

We will be back by dinner time.

Please text us if you plan on inviting anyone.

Love you, Mom.

P.s. there are snacks in the cabinet beside the microwave that you can eat while we are out.

Oh.

Usually they would just text me.

I open the refrigerator and grab a cold can of soda, closing said door behind me.

On my way towards the den I glance at a random clock only to furrow my eyebrows with confusion.

It is one fifty in the afternoon.

Lynnex said that she would be here this morning.

Wait- why am I freaking out?

She just got home from a one month 'vacation' with her family.

She is most likely just catching up on sleep.

I don't doubt her.

If my family was anything like hers then I would one hundred percent spend as much time away from them that I can.

I enter the den and grab the television remote before flopping back onto the couch.

I open the cold carbonated beverage and take a few sips, not wanting to get a brain freeze.

I think that I may wait an hour or two to call Lynnex if she doesn't come over while I am watching this movie.

I do not want to interrupt her sleep, but I also really want to see her.

Ugh.

I am so freaking selfish when it comes to her.

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I am in the middle of my movie when I hear the front door open.

I wait a few seconds before furrowing my eyebrows.

Usually my parents will alert me that they just arrived home.

I go to grab my cellphone only to silently curse.

I left it upstairs.

Good thing my mother has been forcing me to train.

I stand up from the couch in the den and turn off the television, although the volume wasn't too loud.

Okay.

There is a fifty percent chance that there is a robber in the house.

My phone is upstairs and there are no other phones around the house.

What do I do?!

I quietly make my way out of the den and down the hallway.

I am practically straining my ears to listen for any footsteps.

This is pointless due to my heart beating so loudly that I can hear it.

I am fucking terrified right now.

I reach the foyer area where the entrance to the front door, kitchen, stairs and living are located.

Shit.

It's dark outside too.

A quick glance around the spacious area tells me that the room is empty.

I slowly make my way towards the stairs, my hands shaking as I grip the railing.

Oh my goodness.

Please let it be a puppy.

Heck, let it be anything other than a robber.

As I begin to climb up the staircase so that I can go call the police I feel a hand roughly yank my shoulder.

I scream literal bloody murder as I quickly grab the culprit's wrist and twist it so that their palm is pointing up at the ceiling.

I waste no time, swinging one of my legs around to connect with the back of the stranger's knees.

The unidentifiable person shrieks as they begin to fall back.

Hell yeah.

They use their free hand to reach out and grab one of my arms.

Shit.

This action causes me to trip on the step that I was barely on, screaming as they take me down with them.

The two of us simultaneously release a painful groan, the culprit landing flat against the tile flooring while I land on top of them.

I groan again as my head lands on the stranger's well developed chest.

At least now I know their gender.

Ugh.

That was not supposed to be the outcome of that move.

"At least now I know how your training is going" the voice painfully jokes as they shift below me

Huh?

I furrow my eyebrows at this familiar teasing voice.

Wha-

Am I dreaming right now?

I slowly move so that my face is now hovering a few inches over hers.

Oh my god.

Due to there currently not being any lights on in the house the moonlight dimly illuminates half of her face through the window.

Wow.

My heart practically jumps out of my chest when my brown-green eyes meet her brown ones.

I cannot see them that well, but I do notice them shining under the moonlight.

She is utterly, irrevocably beautiful.

"Lynnex?" I whisper out

Okay.

I admit that, that came out more shocked than confused.

The corner of her tempting, pink lips quirk up at this.

"Miss me?" She teases

The breath of air that I was desperately clinging onto instantly leaves my lungs at the feeling of a set of gentle hands resting themselves on my bare thighs.

My breathing halts as she begins to hesitantly, slowly trail them up my thighs.

Oh my god.

She teases her fingertips under the cuffs of my jean shorts which causes me to instinctively tighten my thighs against her waist.

The golden haired girl smirks with amusement at this reaction.

Lynnex is not dumb.

She knows what type of effect she has on me.

The pads of her fingers ghost over my denim clad hips.

Oh my freaking god.

I nervously hold my breath as her pointer fingers swiftly hook themselves in my front belt loops.

I ignore the sudden throbbing in my jean shorts and continue to stare into her eyes.

Oh gosh.

I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest.

"I- I- Uhh-" I stutter, my mind going blank of any possible logical answer

My best friend chuckles at this.

I gasp with shock as she roughly yanks my body down by my belt loops so that our fronts are flat against each other.

Her sparkling eyes slowly trail down my face with admiration, keeping me on edge.

I suddenly notice her breathing momentarily halt as she stops at my lips.

Butterflies awaken in my lower belly at the tempting look in her brown eyes.

Oh, wow.

"C-Can I kiss you?" She quietly whispers, her  breath hitting my lips

Is she nervous?

If she is then she is not the only one.

I remain silent as her gorgeous eyes begin to trail their way back up my stunned face.

Thank goodness for the darkness of this room.

If we were to move two feet over towards the right then she would most likely be a witness to my blushing face.

I attempt to search her half moon lit face.

This is way easier said than done.

I have no clue if it is the electric feeling that her hands are giving me or if it is the desperate longing of my lips on hers, but I lean in.

And our lips finally connect in a well deserved kiss.

Our second kiss!

I inhale sharply through my nose with shock at the explosive sensation that fizzles through my body, starting at our connected lips and ending at my curled toes.

Woah.

Her lips are way better than any dessert she could ever make.

That is saying a lot because her desserts are quite literally the best.

Her lips are so soft, almost like mini pillows.

Okay.

That comparison was a little odd.

I ignore my soft, brunette hair as it smoothly falls around our faces to block us from any wandering outside eyes.

It almost acts like a privacy curtain.

I gradually begin to become frustrated.

I want to be closer to her.

I need to be closer to her.

I haven't been near her in weeks.

I haven't touched her in weeks.

I bring my hands up and under my curtain of hair to rest against her soft cheeks before slightly deepening the kiss.

I do not want to get too carried away.

She quietly moans against my lips at this action, shifting her hands up to roughly grip my hips and desperately press my hips into hers.

Jesus Christ.

It is almost as if she is as desperate as me now that we are able to touch each other.

Or maybe she just senses my obvious desperation.

She expertly sucks my bottom lip into her skilled mouth, gently nibbling on it.

Well, my lip is no doubt going to be swollen after this.

I laugh at this action which causes her to smirk with amusement.

She reconnects our lips in a slower, more passionate kiss which results in my heart melting with endearment.

My bottom lip trembles with shock in response to this kiss.

I could quite literally spend the rest of my life kissing this girl.

"Seriously Isabella?! You have a bedroom for a reason!" I hear my older sister complain from the area that the front door is located

Ugh.

Of course we get interrupted.

The golden haired girl chooses to ignore my overdramatic sister and instead deepen our slow, emotional kiss.

Thank goodness.

I do the same since I don't really want her to stop, dragging my hands up into her golden blonde tresses and using the tips of my fingers to massage her roots.

"We leave you alone for a few hours and you decide to fuck somebody on the staircase, can I be next?" A voice teases from the same direction that Hanna's voice came from

Ugh.

I guess Lynnex and I's make out session is over.

I reluctantly separate myself from Lynnex's, now swollen, red lips with a laugh.

That is classic Flower humor.

She is that one friend that has hilarious jokes, albeit most of which being sexual.

I don't mind though.

She has seriously cheered me up the past week and I cannot thank her enough for it.

I sit all the way up so that my ass is resting against my best friend's pelvis, making sure not to put all of my weight on her.

"Sure, you can even join us" I joke back

I turn to face the smirking light brown haired girl who is slowly making her way over towards us.

I bring one of my hands up to comb through the front off my messy hair so that it is out of my face, deciding on messily flipping my part to the side.

"Threesome? Count me in!" She chuckles

I smirk at her response and carefully stand up from my position on top of Lynnex, helping the golden haired girl up once I gain my balance.

Flower stops in front of us just as Lynnex is completely upright.

I briefly glance over the older girl.

Her wavy light brown hair is messily parted down the middle.

Firstly she is wearing a plain white bikini top that is tied behind her neck and her back, next she paired that with a pair of distressed denim ripped shorts, and lastly for shoes she is just wearing a pair of low top vans.

She is also wearing a backpack but I am one hundred percent sure that it is filled with clothes since she is spending the night here tonight .

"Flower, this is Lynnex, Lynnex, this is Flower" I vaguely introduce them, not really knowing what to say

What?

My mind is still a little hazy from Lynnex and I's make out session.

The eighteen year old girl's face lights up at the mention of Lynnex's name.

"I thought I was the only love in your life" Flower gasps dramatically

I roll my eyes at the over dramatic older girl, a blush making its way onto my face as I turn to face the blonde haired girl.

My smile instantly falls when I notice Lynnex eyeing Flower with a neutral facial expression.

Is she okay?

I walk over to the blonde haired girl, lovingly wrapping my arms around her midsection from behind.

The blonde is tense but leans back against me anyways.

"Sorry, I fell in love with her first," I confess unapologetically

Lynnex instantly turns to face me at this heartfelt declaration, giving me a questioning facial expression.

I give the unsure girl a genuine smile and quickly peck her cheek before turning to face the amused freckled girl.

I do not want to be that type of person who rubs their relationship in others faces.

"Plus she's still young" I taunt jokingly

I love that the two of us can joke with each other and not have it be uncomfortable.

I'll admit, if Flower and I were blood cousins our joking most likely would not sit right with me.

"Ouch, Wilder" she smirks as she places a hand over her chest with a small laugh

Lynnex silently moves her hands so that they are resting over mine.

I attempt to ignore the intense tingling sensation that her touch sends up my arms.

I cannot see her face but I notice the way that Flower's coffee brown eyes slowly flicker between the both of us.

I furrow my eyebrows at this.

"Is everything okay?" I ask her

Her eyes settle on me with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm just going to go turn on the hot tub" she informs me before making her exit

Wow.

That was abrupt.

I hope she is okay.

I shrug and place another peck on Lynnex's cheek before stepping away.

The golden haired girl furrows her eyebrows at our sudden space and turns to face me.

"Where are you going?" She questions with a sad pout

This time I smile at her.

"I'm going to go help my parents bring the groceries in," I inform her

"Do you want to help?" I ask her curiously

She instantly shuts down the idea.

She most likely doesn't want to lift anything heavy, I don't blame her.

"Okay, you can do whatever, I'll be back soon" I direct a smile at her before making my way towards the front door

Something sort of feels.... off.

I don't exactly know what it is.

I have no clue if it is Lynnex's aura or Flower's aura but it is not good.

Heck, it may even be my own aura.

"Isabella, hurry up" my older sister rushes me once her eyes land on me

I roll my eyes at her.

I love my sister, but she is so freaking annoying at times.

"Shut up, Hanna!" I yell back

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