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It was my first time leaving baby Sofi at home alone, and I was doing it for three weeks. Sure, Sofi might be able to take care of herself, and also I really wanted to go on this study abroad trip, but still, I was nervous beyond words. Sofi had come along with me to the airport, like the good sister she was, and then it was time to say goodbye. She kissed my cheeks twice and then left me a phrase that was currently taunting me. “Remember, you need three kisses to stop a plane crash.”

Three kisses to stop a plane crash, is what Mamá had left us with at the airport back in Cuba when she kissed each of our cheeks three times before leaving us to fend for our own. Three kisses. Two of which Sofi had left me with. Two. Not three. So where the hell was I supposed to find the third one, Damn It! Mom had left us each with three- why couldn’t Sofi have done the same. Idiot sister. And no, it was not an option to just forget about that last kiss. I was superstitious, I’ll admit, and given all the bad experiences I’d had, I didn’t want to risk anything. I guess that might be why I was in my best clothes that I owned; a baby blue, collared Calvin Klein blouse tucked into a crisp black skirt that stopped just above my kneecaps. Under that I was wearing stockings, with my not so long legs extended by a pair of black stilettos.

Now finding people to kiss wasn’t so much of a problem. There were thousands in the airport at midday, many who were about my age and excited to go on vacations. And I wasn’t the most concerned about getting rejected. On the surface, I probably appeared to most people as a fairly attractive latina girl. I had some chocolate colored eyes, plump lips, and long brown hair that was flowing in waves down my back. I wouldn’t hesitate to say that I’m fairly well endowed in the butt section either- must have been all those years of cuban dances. No, the problem was all in the asking.

See, I’m definitely gay, but I knew that my chances of finding another gaybie in a Houston airport were very low, maybe even impossible, and even if there was another one, who’s to say they’d be willing? My eyes landed on a girl in leggings and a hoodie munching on some doritos with a bottle of sprite in her hand. Perfect. She had her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail, light shiny eyes covered with reading glasses, with an ass to match mine. Beautiful. I walked up to her before I could stop myself.

“Hi there, can I sit here?”

She looked up at me and put down her book. “Uh sure, no problem. I can go if you need?”

“No! Stay! I- I mean please, I would love if you kept me company! My name is Camila.”

And she smiled. Her smile was easy, wide, and her teeth sparkled in the light. “I’m Lauren,” she said, reaching across the table to shake my hand. But I was in need of a kiss so I figured, better start off with lots of touchy feely contact! I caught her by surprise with a hug and two kisses to the cheek.

“Nice to meet you from my country- Cuba,” I pulled back, gauging her reaction.

Her eyes twinkled- I swear! “Nice to meet you from my country Cuba also,” she smirked. She didn’t seem too shocked by my actions, so I thought I would step it up. Wait but… I already kissed her right? Or no… she had to kiss me. That was it.  And how could I break it to her.

“Thank you, Lauren, I think you’re really cute,” I flirted. If she didn’t like that, she wasn’t interested. I was good at picking out gay girls, and fairly sure I’d found one.

Yep, I had. She was blushing hard. I only needed to know her for today, so may as well get to it, I supposed. “So Lauren, this is a pretty crazy request, I know, but I have to admit something to you. I’m in need of a favor.”

“Well tell me what it is and I’ll see what I can do.”

“I um… Well- when I was little, my mom taught me a superstitious good luck type of thingy… It’s not- It’s just…” I paused. “I- She said that to have a safe flight, I must get three kisses, and I realized that I forgot to ask my sister for a third when she dropped me off… Would you- I mean- I… If you’re interested, I was hoping you might be possibly willing to kiss me- but it’s totally fine if you don’t want to. Your choice, I swear!”

She laughed. Her laugh was so sweet, so soft, so- shoot stop day dreaming here idiot! “Sure thing Camz,” she teased, “where do you want it?”

I was shocked she was asking me, and managed to come out with “Preferably the lips but wherever you’re comfortable?”

So she did. Lauren cupped my chin with a gentle hand, and the pad of her thumb lightly brushed against my cheekbone. My eyes fluttered shut and I leaned forward, feeling her uneven breath on my lower lip. She leaned forward for the final stretch, and she kissed me. Her soft lips pressed against mine, and I could taste the doritos on her tongue as it made its way into my mouth. She pulled away for a breath, and I scrambled around to her side of the booth, invading her space as my arms wrapped around her waist, with hers grabbing my ass, and then we were full on making out. Our tongues classed for dominance, and I let her win as she willingly explored my mouth, making me whimper softly. She pulled away softly, blushing bright red at the attention we’d attracted. Then she packed up her stuff and went on her way. Damn Lauren.

Dreams of making her my girlfriend were destroyed as I blushed at the onlooking crowd and found my way towards the nearest restroom. My superstitions were satisfied, and I could now get on with my trip. I was to be meeting other members of my high school study abroad program headed to Brazil to study the marine biology at the mouth of the amazon river. Apparently they’d discovered the first coral reef in muddy water down south. The program wanted me to wear a bright orange shirt so others could find me, and I did put it on in the bathroom over my blouse, before looking for the gate I was headed towards. Gate 23. All I could think about was how disappointed I was to not get to see that girl again. Honestly, she was my first kiss, and I hoped I wasn’t so bad that she ran off because she could notice!

I found the gate and began to converse with the other kids wearing orange t-shirts. They were from all over the US, and the program leader, Alex, told me we were waiting on one more student and the other program leader, Lauren. My eyes widened at her name. There’s no way I’d just kissed my program leader, was there? No- she hadn’t been wearing an orange shirt like Alex was, and they were required to at all times. But this only made me yearn more for those flower-like lips that I was missing so much.

“Saudade,” I mumbled.

“Huh?” The girl asked to my left.

“Saudade- it’s in portuguese,” I responded. “I’ve been learning for the trip! Saudade is used to describe somebody or something that you really miss.”

“Oh, cool!” She smiled, before looking away.

I heard Alex talking to somebody whose voice sounded familiar, and then I looked to my left. It was her. Shit. My first instinct was to hide, but the same girl on my left looked at me funny so I just sat as still as a statue and hoped she wouldn’t see me. Of course she did. Lauren was going around, introducing herself to everyone when she locked eyes with me. Her eyes widened, and then she looked away, and continued with the introductions. When she got to me, you could tell she was faking it, but I acted just as much and then she went on, barely making eye contact with me. I felt bad, but it’s not as though I’d known that the girl I’d kissed would be my program leader! If I’d known, I never would have kissed her in the first place!

Once we boarded the plane, I found out it was just my luck to be in the window seat next to none other than Lauren. We’d somehow been placed in front of all of the others from our trip, and nobody we knew was around us, so she wanted to talk. I was scared.

“Camila, while it’s not your fault, nor mine, that we ended up kissing, I would like to know why you did not tell me that you’re not 18.”

“Lauren, I am 18. I mean I am 19. It’s just that on my birth certificate, they made a mistake and it says 17. When I moved from Cuba, I wanted to stay close to my sister so when the official guys asked me my age and my sister’s, I said that we were only three years apart, when we’re really five.”

“Okay, but legally, you’re not 18 so I could get in trouble for kissing you!”

“If anyone is concerned about age, I will argue with them until I win that it is the government’s fault I am listed as a minor when I should really be as a 19 year old.”

“You don’t understand though, my whole job and reputation is in jeopardy!”

“Is it really though? Nobody needs to find out!”

“But I think if anybody even finds out that I’m gay, that’d be a big enough problem itself!”

“I won’t let it happen, don’t worry.”

Lauren fell asleep eventually on my shoulder, and the rest of the long flight was spent counting her breaths.

Eventually we made it to our dorms, and I was sharing with two fun girls, Dinah and Normani. They were excited to talk, but even more excited to sleep, and eventually we collapsed into our beds, eager for what tomorrow would be bringing. We were supposed to get Scuba dive certified during this trip, and that might be the one thing I was looking forward to the most.

*******

Throughout the trip, Lauren had been leaving me with lingering touches and glances, and tonight I was going to put an end to it. It was eleven or so and my roomies were fast asleep when I crept out into the hallway, walking to the end where Lauren’s room was. I knocked twice, and smirked when she opened up in only a pair of boxers and a T-shirt. Totally gay. I pushed her into the room and shut the door behind me.

“Camz- you can’t do that!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll love it.”

With that, I pushed her onto her bed, making out with her every step of the way until I had her flat on the bed, shirt riding up and exposing those smooth but hard abs, evidence of her daily workouts. I tore off her shirt and licked my way into her cleavage, where she gasped and writhed for my tongue. Her hands tried to keep up with my movements, but all efforts were lost the minute my tongue met her nipple. I’d never done this before, but I was going along with her noises as my reinforcement, and the more I played with her nipples, the louder she got. Eventually she pulled my hand down into her boxers, and helped me rub her clit. I wasn’t dumb enough not to know how- I guess I was just too slow for what she needed.

Lauren moaned at my hand movements and I pulled her boxers down, daring to venture into very new territory for me. I sniffed out the area, dropping wet kisses everywhere my mouth met. Her thigh. Her navel. Her well trimmed curls. I got to the place of no returns and took one swift lick from the bottom of her core up to her navel. Her taste was sweet and tangy, and I went back for another. Mmmm, I just couldn’t get enough.

Eventually I graduated to licking her clit, something she seemed to appreciate, if her moans had any indication. She gripped my hair in her hands and came in my mouth without a warning and then that was that. She kicked me out.

******

We went on like that, being fuck buddies, for another two weeks before it was time to leave. I’d had incredible experiences diving, but the most I’d taken from my trip was a deep love for Lauren. But it was to no avail. She only cared when it came to sex. Months later, I received an invitation in the mail. On the front it read, Save the date to Our Wedding. It was addressed to me. I double checked. Lauren was getting married to my best friend from the trip, yet after hearing about this, with no mention from either of them, I was furious.

**********

It was said that there was a legend. An old one.

In the beginning, it was Kaya and Rosie. They saw the world in color. Every male glowed orange, and the females glowed blue. One day, however, they felt a burning sensation coming from their tattoo. Every person was born with a tattoo in a special handwriting. What was written on the tattoo would be the first words somebody would end up saying to them when they met. The person may be their spouse, or maybe their life-long best friend. However, Kaya spent days in pain, trudging through the streets of Ancient Greece.

She was going to the house of Apollo, the god of healing. There had to be some explanation for this pain. The closer she got to the house, the more pain she was in, and suddenly, the pain that was multiplied, until she could hardly bare it, and Kaya collapsed. She could only hear the screams of pain of another girl. She got closer, much closer to her, and suddenly, her eyes widened. The girl was red. Bright red.

“Make it stop!” the girls cried in greek.

“You’re red,” Kaya could only mumble.

The other girl’s eyes widened, and then Kaya’s did too, and suddenly, the pain was ignored, because they’d found the match to their tattoo. And then the other girl was in Kaya’s arms, and the pain was gone.

“I’m Kaya,” the older greek mumbled.

“I’m Rosie. You’re my match!”

“Yes. And you’re mine.”

“Lets get married.”

And so they were off, sprinting to Rosie’s house, and even though they were both girls, the younger greek’s parents agreed, and then it was settled.

They married, and gave birth to 4 children each, and the children of the legend were born.

And there was no more pain, only love, unconditional love.

Hope saw people in color. There were not many that did, maybe 5% of the total population. Hope’s tattoo was something that angered her mother. It would anger any mother. Who would want to explain what fuck meant to a toddler wanting to know what her tattoo’s meaning is? Hope grew older, searching for her soulmate. She knew the legend, both of her parents had gone through the same thing that Kaya and Rosie had, although they were male and female.

She played soccer as she grew up, sticking to the isolated position of goalie, and then she got a call one day, and before she knew it, she was starting her first game as a goalie for the national team. And then a few years later, Hopes arm started to burn. And it began to hurt, more and more, until she went to a meeting. Coach had called them there to meet the new recruits and Hope saw the girl in red. The short girl looked up at her in anger.

Hope let the only words she could slip out of her mouth. “I’ve never seen somebody so gorgeous”

“What the fuck is your problem? You’re the one who’s been hurting me!”

Hope’s jaw dropped, and she smiled softly as she pulled the girl forward into a bone crushing hug.

The team gasped from behind them as the younger girl pulled away, slapping the keeper across the face. “What the hell is your problem?”

So the other girl had probably never learned of the legend. Hope’s parents had told her that there would be people like that. “You’re my soulmate silly! Why do you think your pain went away?” she questioned, her cheek stinging, but she couldn’t be more happy.

“I don’t believe in soulmates.”

Hope’s heart dropped.

“I um… I’m sorry?”

“Stay away from me.”

From then on, Hope would stare longingly at the girl, who she later learned to call Kelley. She grew to love the energetic young girl, even though she didn’t believe that the other girl could ever love her. Something must have gone wrong. Even her parents noticed. Apparently, she didn’t glow the typical blue anymore, colored a more greenish blue color, which evidently meant that she’d found her mate. It was tough to explain things to them.

*******

Disaster struck a few years later, when Kelley was meant to room with the older girl during the olympics. Hope would lay in her bed silently as Kelley would yell at her, telling her how much she’d ruined her life. None of the things that had happened to Kelley as a kid were something in Hope’s control. Even so, the keeper always fell asleep crying, and the other girl paid her no mind. Hope briefly considered asking for a switch in roommates. And then it all changed.

At first, Kelley would come into the room after practice and just go to bed. She’d just go straight to sleep. And then, one night, Hope was awoken by sniffles coming from her soulmate’s bed. She considered just going to sleep, but she knew she’d never be able to live with herself if she let her mate cry alone. So Hope got up and walked over to Kelley’s bed, sitting down and pulling the younger girl’s head into her lap. The keeper didn’t speak, just threaded her fingers through her hair, soothing the girl.

“I don’t get it, you know?”

“Get what?” Hope questioned softly, now softly caressing Kelley’s face, staring into her hazel eyes through the darkness.

“How can you still love me? I… I’ve been nothing but horrible and rude and… I’ve done nothing kind to you since the day we met! I’m sure your tattoo is disgusting and horrible, but mine is something as lovely as you. You’re always looking at me with so much love in your eyes and I’ve never seen you direct anything towards me as love. I just… I don’t get it! It makes no sense!” “You’re my soulmate Kelley. I have to love you.” “Cut it out with the soulmate bullshit! Do you honestly believe that we’re soulmates?” “Yeah,” Hope mumbled, defeated.

“Well I don’t. There’s no such thing as soulmates.”

And then Hope’s heart just broke. She felt it too. It hurt way too bad. Kelley really didn’t love her. She never would. Of course it would happen to Hope. Of course she was the one to get a faulty soulmate. She looked down into Kelley’s eyes once more and sighed, carefully sliding the girl’s head off her lap.

“See Kel, I just… I do love you. Despite the soulmate thing. I really do have feelings for you, and they’re what make me blush when I see you, what makes my heart beat faster, my words come out in mumbles. You’re just everything that I want and… I really do love you. Even if there was no such thing as soulmates, I think I’d still have feelings for you. Um… but I do respect you, and if you don’t want me anymore, I’ll stay away. I’m sorry Kelley.”

Hope walked back to her bed and got back under the covers, exhausted.

******

Kelley watched her soulmate in practice. The keeper saved maybe 5/45 shots, even missing a few that were shot directly at her.

“Hope! What’s going on with you!?” Abby shouted at her. “This has been going on for a week now and I’m tired of it! If this is your way of telling us that you don’t want to play anymore, then so be it. Just try, or leave!”

Abby was concerned for the team and frustrated, but it still broke Hope even more. The keeper was broken, and everybody could see it. There was no twinkle in her eyes, no hint of a smile on her lips. Her face was emotionless, depressed and furious all at once. She slowly unwrapped her gloves, leaving them down on the field before leaving.

Hope walked out of the stadium, driving. She drove and drove, until she got to a bar. Drunk. She got drunk. And then drove. And suddenly, her car was flying off the road and she was in a ditch, flipping over again and again, and she heard a crack, and she must have broken something and then she blacked out.

******

“Um guys… I just wanted to let you all know that Hope is in the hospital if any of you want to go with me to visit her,” Carli mumbled, tears in her eyes. It had been a day since they’d last seen Hope.

“What?!” Alex shouted.

“Hospital? What happened?” Pinoe questioned.

Abby’s eyes widened and Kelley looked up from her phone.

“She got into an accident. Um… They said she probably won’t live. She cracked her head and broke a lot of bones and um… Yeah. Sorry.” She broke down on the spot, sobbing as she cradled her head in her hands. Alex walked over, holding the keeper’s best friend in her arms. Sydney started the van and Alex led the girl into it. Others followed, and Kelley was the last to enter.

The young girl had severe pains going through her heart. There was no way that her soulmate could die before she told her that she loved her. It couldn’t happen.

Syd drove to the hospital, the van silent. Ali texted their coach, telling her that most of them wouldn’t be attending practice.

*****

“I need to go in. I’m her soulmate! I need to be there. I can lessen the pain!” Kelley cried out.

“But all you’ve done is hurt her Kelley! Let me go first!” Carli cried.

Ashlyn sighed, grabbing both of their hands as she led them into the room. Kelley collapsed nearly instantly and Ashlyn barely caught her. Carli just stood in silence, before taking a seat. Ashlyn let out the breath that she’d been holding as she stared down at her good friend. The doctor came in at that moment, smiling sympathetically at the girls before him.

“W-what happened to her?” Carli cried?

“She was driving drunk, and she drove into a ditch. She wasn’t wearing a seatbelt and the car flipped three times. She has multiple fractures and she cracked her head open. If she does survive, physical therapy will be very painful for her and even though her brain isn’t damaged, it might be hard for her to take all of the pain.”

Kelley couldn’t stop sobbing and walked carefully over to her soulmate’s side.

“Hope please! You can’t leave me before I get to tell you how much I love you! Hope!” she cried over and over.

*****

It had been exactly one month since Hope was admitted to the hospital, and Kelley hadn’t left the hospital.

*****

One year later, and Kelley was still in the hospital with her soulmate. They’d seen some more brain activity recently, and told Kelley that they thought Hope would be waking up soon. Her breaks and bruises were mostly gone by now, the crack in her head had mostly healed and her fractures had been mended. She still had a few battle scars, but for the most part, she looked pretty much like she had before the accident.

“Oh Hope. I wish I could have told you how much I loved you. I really did. I was just frusterated because all my life, everybody laughed at me and my cheesy soulmate line. By the time I was 18, everybody else had their soulmates, and I  pretty much gave up on ever finding mine. I didn’t trust the system, because by the time I was 20, many of my friends who were with their soulmates didn’t end up working out.”

She paused for a second to look at the girl before her. “You said you were my soulmate, and I believed it. I’d never heard of the legend before. I wanted to know what made you so special, and I found out. I know now what was so special about you Hope. I kept trying to provoke you, to make you mad at me, to get you to hate me, but not once did you give up on us. I really love you Hope. Please wake up!”

The girl was sobbing over her soulmate.

*****

It had been a year and one month and 12 days since Hope had been here. And then she moved. Kelley was asleep, her arm draped over the girl in the hospital bed while she rested her head against an extra pillow that a nurse had brought her. Hope moved her arm slowly, bringing it to stroke Kelley’s hair. She couldn’t open her eyes, but she didn’t need to. She knew that it was Kelley just from the feeling in her heart telling her that her soulmate was close.

Kelley awoke with a gasp and Hope smiled slowly, eyes still closed.

“Hope! Y-you’re awake!”

Hope only reached a hand out towards the girl. Kelley took it in her own gingerly.

“C-can I kiss you?” she asked quietly.

“Please,” Hope croaked out softly.

Kelley pressed her lips to those of her soulmate for the first time, melting into her. She felt her own soul bursting in happiness.

“I love you Hope.” Hope finally could relax after years of anguish from her soulmate. She finally knew that the girl really loved her, and just as she realized, she knew it was over. “I love you too Kel,” Hope spoke slowly, but deliberately. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I’ll live.”

“You have to Hope! You’re my soulmate!”

“I’m sorry,” the keeper mumbled as her entire body relaxed and the heart monitor plateaued. Death finally swept over her body as her grip loosened on Kelley’s hand. Peace resonated within her, at last.

******

A woman walked into the cemetery. Her wispy gray hair framed her pale, freckled face, and she held her head high, even though tears were streaming down her face. In her grasp, she held onto a pair of old goalie gloves and a bouquet of flowers. She dropped down next to a grave that was covered in flowers and cellophane.

“It’s been 60 years since I lost you,” she mumbled. “sixty years since the last time I saw your bright blue eyes, your soft, red lips, your gorgeous face.”

She dropped her head into her hands, a few deep sobs shaking her entire body as she sat there.

“I miss you Hope.”

The birds continued chirping, wind kept blowing, but Kelley only noticed the way the grass over her soulmates grave was still. She looked up. Looked around. Nothing. Not a single soul. But…

She closed her eyes. And there, in her mind, was a gorgeous woman with bright blue eyes, smiling at her, waving.

“I love you,” she mumbled.

And there, just for a second, she could have sworn she heard it back.

“Hey Heath!” The lean brunette called, smirking at Tobin as she whipped her head around.

“What do you want Morgan?” she responded, waiting for her girlfriend to catch up with her.

“I convinced Hope to switch rooms. Are you proud?”

“Duh, killing two birds with one stone? Now Kelley will have to thank us when she gets laid, and we can get laid too!”

Alex laughed at her ridiculous girlfriend as she kissed her. Tobin smiled, but opened her mouth to deepen the kiss, before pulling away.

“You know I love you, right?”

“Yeah, but not as much as I love you!”

Alex smiled contently, walking towards the bus. Kelley stole the seat next to her before Tobin could sit down, and number 17 had to find another seat.

“Morgan.”

“Get out O’hara, my girlfriend’s going to be mad now, and that’s not the mood I want her in before we fuck tonight.”

“Alex, I can’t believe you switched with Hope. I’ll have to hide my feelings and control myself.”

“No, you should just tell her. At least then you’ll get laid.”

“You don’t get it Alex, I don’t want to get laid, I want her to love me!”

“Aww, Kel, just tell her you love her then.”

“It’s not that easy.”

“It is if you want it to be.”

“Whatever. You’re going to regret this.”

Kelley crossed her arms and plugged in her earbuds, and Alex shot a glance at her girlfriend in the back as she was conversing with Kling. Oh well. They arrived at the hotel, and Alex practically sprinted up to her room, stripping out of her clothes and getting under the covers before Tobin could make it up. To her dismay, when the door opened, Ali walked in, and Alex gasped.

“Alex, what are you doing in my room?”

“I thought this was Hope and Tobin’s room?”

“Um no, this is mine and Ash’s room. Hope switched with Ashlyn so we could be together. Why?”

“Um, just… Turn around, I have to um… Get dressed,” the forward blushed.

Ali giggled as she faced away, allowing Alex to slink out of bed and take the walk of shame to the door.

“Sorry Ali,” she mumbled as she walked outside, shorts on backwards and shirt inside out.

Her phone started to ring and she answered, confused. “Ashlyn?”

“Hey Alex, I just walked into my room, and Tobin is lying here naked for you to come sleep with her… She’s been waiting for like 15 minutes. I’m so confused.”

“Um… Meet me at room 1253.”

So Hope had tricked them both. She’d said that she was switching with Ashlyn, and gave her the wrong room before Ashlyn could figure anything out, and then had tricked Alex also without a second thought. Alex sighed as she saw Ashlyn, swapping cards and room numbers, before they parted ways. Alex finally made it to the room and saw Sydney laying in bed with Tobin, the two of them under the covers.

“What the fuck guys, I’m so confused.”

“WAIT, ALEX IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!” Sydney screamed, jumping out of the bed and running out of the room.

Alex was so confused. What the hell was going on… somebody was messing with them. Whatever, it didn’t matter anymore. Alex smiled at her girlfriend as she stripped.

“Wait, babe, I wouldn’t do that…” Tobin mumbled, half-heartedly.

Alex just continued until she heard a scream, and then a bunch of giggles. Christen and Julie ran out of the bathroom, spraying Alex with whipped cream, to “cover up the goods,” before they went back into the bathroom. Alex was so shocked that she literally just gave up. She collapsed into the bed and closed her eyes. Just then, Rapinoe and Kelley fell out of the ceiling, literally, and landed not 1 foot away from Alex on the bed.

Alex was mad. Really mad. “Kelley, what the fuck have you been up to, and what the fuck is going on. Wait, you know what? I don’t even care.” With that, she got up, put on her shirt, and marched to the door. Kelley grabbed her arm and sat her back down onto the couch.

“I just wanted to get back at you. Pranking people is fun. But poor Christen and Julie, they probably never wanted to see anything like that,” Kelley cracked up.

“Fuck off Kelley.”

“Listen, we’ll leave your room in a minute. By the way, Hope and I have been dating for 4 months now.”

“What?”

“You heard her Morgan,” Hope smirked, walking out of the bathroom to capture the lips of her lover. They kissed for a few more minutes and then they all left. Everybody. Except Tobin. Alex just looked at her.

“I love you,” Tobin said.

Alex just looked at her some more.

Tobin groaned and pulled her girlfriend on top of the bed before pressing their lips tomorrow. “Don’t worry babe, we can make love tomorrow. I think you’re too pranked out to do anything of the sort today.”

It was late into a brilliant Saturday evening, and the moon was bright and full. A young woman stepped out onto the balcony of her hotel room that was overlooking a perfect view. The ocean breeze felt delicious against her naked skin, and she couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous sight before her. The stars and moon twinkled over her head and reflected over the rippling water. Fucking hell, was it perfect out.

The door creaked open behind her, but she didn’t turn to look. A bird cried as it swooped over the ocean, searching for one last meal before the day’s end. It came up with nothing. A balcony next door to her opened, and she was startled, as a timid face peeked out, before hiding back behind the curtain. Distracted, she ran her fingers through her long chestnut hair, and didn’t notice as the boy came closer to her.

A warm hand slid down her bare tummy and then lower as she felt her boyfriend pull her into him. She could smell his cologne invading her nostrils as he bent down to nibble on her neck. His strong abs brushed against her back as he tugged her against him and turned her around. The beautiful girl blushed as she stared into his eyes, and he only continued to stroke her womanhood softly as the moonlight shone in his eyes.

“Fuck,” she whimpered, and that was the end of their game.

With a fiery passion, he lifted his girlfriend and carried her into the room, throwing her onto the bed before he covered her body with his. He entered her slowly, but the fire was to strong, and before he knew it, he was fucking her, hard. She moaned. There was a passion in her heart, and the way his long cock rubbed her walls perfectly made her shiver.

He was going faster and faster, and she was rubbing her clit, and his balls were slapping against as he hammered her. It was the same every time. His cock, hard as a rock, only continued to penetrate her, thrusting in and out in the same motions, getting sloppier and sloppier as time went on. She knew he was close. It was only a matter of seconds before she would come too.

“Oh!” the girl moaned, throwing her head back.

“Oh baby!”

He was going so fast, and he knew that at any moment, he would blow his load.

“Jake, I’m coming!” she cried.

“Come for me Jesy, squeeze that tight little cunt of yours around my cock! I’m so close!” he moaned.

She came. Hard. Jesy never squirted, but the amount of juices oozing out of her right now made her question that. She was so wet, and the sounds he made against her were turning her on again. He was getting sloppier, and she knew that he needed that release. She squeezed her pussy around him, and he threw his head back in ecstasy.

There it was.

He groaned as he sank in to the hilt, resting his head against her collar, biting her, hard. Jesy couldn't take it. She thrust against him, lengthening his orgasm as she pursued her own. With her fingers and his biting, it didn’t take much, and she was thrown into another round of pure joy as she came again, harder this time.

It was over in a minute, but the lovers remained there until his dick grew soft and slid out of her, liquids dripping all over the bedsheets.

“Gosh babe,” she mumbled.

“Better each time?”

“hush.”

Jake lay there with his head resting against his girlfriend's heart as he listened to her breathing even out. Her peacefulness slowly put him to sleep and he closed his eyes and dreamt, despite the fact that his cock was still only 1 inch from her scorching love hole.

The only thing was, neither noticed that their balcony was wide open, and that same curious young face had been standing there watching the whole thing. The kid flushed as his mom came out looking for him and caught him. Why did guys get boners again? His mom would definitely know something was up. Oh well, it was worth it to get to watch a live porno, he supposed.

Camila POV

I smiled endearingly as I watched the adorable baby play with two women that I assumed were her mothers. The baby looked like she was about 2 years old. It was a saturday, approximately 3 months after I’d been kicked out. I was very happy that I’d not been caught, but disappointed that I was still living in the park. I’d luckily managed to put all of my belongings like clothes in my locker, and I got rid of the big suitcase.

Life had been alright since I’d gone back to school. Vero didn’t bother me anymore, and neither did other people, at least not much. Lauren had been great, and I’d become friendly with her, but we hadn’t hung out outside of school yet, aside from one time we walked to her house from school.

Oh well. Looking back, I saw the couple laughing. Perhaps I should go talk to them. It couldn’t hurt, and they looked kind. I walked over nervously, stopping a few feet away, before walking forward a bit more.

“Hi, um…” Shit what did I even come to say? “I wanted to tell you that I really like your baby. She’s very beautiful.”

“It’s a he, actually,” The girl on the left said.

Fuck, what was I supposed to say to that?

“Jennel!” The other girl chided. “Don’t mind her. The baby was born as a female. Come, sit down with us!” “I uh-” “She won’t bite, she’s just got a funny sense of humour,” She said.

“I’m Jennel. I love to bite, like I even bite Kaylee.” “I uh, nice to meet you,” I mumbled. Fuck this was awkward.

“I’m Demi. Have this,” She said, gesturing for me to sit down and handing me what looked like a burrito. I haven’t eaten real food in ages, who was I to turn her down.

“T-thank you. I’m Camila.” “Nice to meet you honey. This is Kaylee, our daughter.”

This Demi girl was incredibly sweet and welcoming.

“We’re lesbian.” That was Jennel. She was glaring at me quizzically.

“I- uh… me too,” is all that I mumbled, quietly unwrapping my burrito. Damnit, why did I have to be so fucking shy?

“Ah, so that’s why you came over here,” Jennel smirked, sitting back, relaxed.

“Jennel!” “KAYLEE!” Jennel yelled. “Guess what?” She was actually talking to her two year old baby. “You should learn how to eat girls out. I can teach you. I actually practiced this morning.” she cried, before falling backwards. She was so close to the duckpond. Demi looked at me and smirked, before pushing her… friend? into the pond.

“DEMETRIA!” the horrified girl screamed. The whole park looked at us. Jennel looked really mad. She stalked out of the pond, a mess and stomped over to Demi, who was looking up at her wide eyed.

Jennel looked furious, but then, she just pulled Demi up and wrapped her in a huge hug. I mean, it wasn’t too bad, but now Demi was all messy with duck poop on her and such.

“Fuck Jen, why’d you get me all wet?” Demi groaned, sitting back down once the other brunette pulled away.

“Well, I didn’t think you’d be so upset about it,” Jennel smirked, digging through her bag and pulling off her shirt.

“Jen! This is a public place!” Demi scolded.

“Ma’am, could you please put on a shirt? There are children here,” another lady questioned, causing Demi to give Jennel a pointed look.

“What bruh, what’s wrong with my boobs? Are they too big for your liking? You should teach these kids to embrace the human body instead of having to hide it away. My shirt’s a mess so I’m changing. It’s a shame there are so many people out there who’d feel embarrassed to do this.” “Ma’am, please!” “Calm your tits, loca. Yo me voy!” The lady just rolled her eyes and walked away. This Jennel was quite the character. I just hoped that she didn’t plan to take off her pants… Fuck, and here she goes.

This time, it was a guy that came over… one that I knew? “Hey there, I need a blowjob. You gave me a boner by taking off your clothes, so fix it.” This was Jack. He was Vero’s best friend.

“Ok,” Jennel said, cupping his dick. Demi gasped, taken aback from the girl’s actions. “Close your eyes.”

The boy did as told, and Jennel drew back her fist, before punching the boy in the balls, pretty damn hard.

“FUCK!” the guy screamed as he backed up, falling into the duck pond.

“Run for it!” Jennel screamed.

Demi packed up, and Jennel grabbed the bag and baby from her. Demi looked at me, shrugged, and grabbed my hand, pulling me along.

Zendaya checked her phone, sitting in the small low-key restaurant. Where on earth was her girlfriend? It was 6:15, and this was their third date. So far, Dinah had showed up on time, even early to all of the events that they’d been to, but she was already 15 minutes late. The bell rang, and Dinah ran in breathless, apologies spewing from her mouth.

“Zendaya! I’m so sorry that I’m late! Traffic was absolutely horrible, so I just parked on the side of the road and ran here. It was probably a stupid idea. I’m so sorry.”

“No, no it’s fine. You could have just called me to let me know that you’d be late, you know that right?” “Y-yeah, but I thought that you’d hate me or something. I don’t really know. I’m sorry, I’ll do my best not to be late again.” “Well, here’s your menu,” Zendaya said, smiling at her girlfriend.

Dinah sat down in the booth across her girlfriend, leaning across the table to kiss the older girl softly, before pulling away to select her choice of food. She smiled as she skimmed through the salads, knowing that she’d have to be severely sick to ever order one of those willingly. She looked up, smiling as Zendaya’s playful stare met hers.

“What are you getting?” she asked. “Well I was thinking of the fettucine alfredo for dinner and you for desert.” Dinah’s mouth fell open and her eyes widened at the vulgar words coming out of her girlfriend. Perhaps that wouldn’t be the only thing coming out of the older girl tonight. But hey, it was only the third date and Dinah wasn’t quite sure that she was ready, so they’d have to see. Zendaya only smirked, not offering any kind of apology of any sort. Dinah just smiled, ordering her food when the waitress came.

The girls shared a small conversation, enjoying each other’s company. They ate their food and Zendaya laughed at Dinah’s attempt to pay the bill. It was polite, but both girls knew that Zendaya would win. The older girl had told Dinah at the beginning of the relationship, that her rule was that they would alternate their payments so that it would be even and there wouldn’t be any arguments.

As soon as they’d paid, Dinah grabbed her girlfriend’s hand, leading her out of the restaurant and into her car. She’d recently bought one with all of their profits of Fifth Harmony. Dinah was now 18, almost 19, and she drove her girlfriend to a secret place that she worshipped. She loved the tiny strip of beach, surrounded by a secluded cave where she knew that she could have complete privacy.

Zendaya smirked at her girlfriend, stripping her clothes as she knew exactly why she’d been brought here. Skinny dipping. She faced away from her girlfriend, pulling off her panties and bra, before walking over to the water. Dinah just stared, before getting her act together and taking her clothes off and following her girlfriend into the water. The water was warm after a sunny day, and Dinah smiled as she got in up to her chest.

The younger girl moved forward, wrapping her arms around her girlfreind’s waist from behind. She pressed her lips to the girl’s smooth neck, and Zendaya shivered, turning around to press her breasts against her girlfriend. The tongan grabbed her girlfriend by the hips, pulling her into her, and then she disappeared.

“Dinah?” “Zen?” “Don’t call me that!” the older girl groaned. “Where are you?” “Behind you,” Dinah said.

It was a hot Saturday, somewhere in the middle of August, and Jesy glanced sleepily over at the clock, gasping as she saw the time. 2:12 PM. Was she late, or what? The flustered girl hopped out of bed quickly and looked in the mirror. Damn Niall for all of these marks. How was she supposed to cover these up in five minutes? Wait... what was she even getting ready for in the first place?

Jesy walked into the kitchen, still half asleep and in just her underpants and a T-shirt. She gasped as she saw her boyfriend in the kitchen, hair messy and adorable, top off. Why was he so perfect, sipping on his cup of coffee through a straw as he scrolled through tumblr. Jesy had never imagined a more adorable boy she could possibly date. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist as he jumped, clearly surprised.

“Niall, what’s today? Don’t we have a photoshoot?” Jesy asked her boyfriend, snuggling into his back.

“No boo, it’s a saturday, we both have a break from work today,” The happy boy said, hopping up from his chair to pour Jesy a glass of coffee and slide some food onto her plate. The blonde boy smiled proudly as he walked over to his girlfriend, showing off the sausages and scrambled eggs with toast that he had managed to make.

Jesy smiled, wrapping her arms around him. “Thanks Ni, I love you,” she mumbled adoringly into his neck.

“Love you too Jes. So I was thinking, maybe we could just have a low key day, you know, take a walk to the pond and just spend it there? Last night was pretty chaotic so we slept in late and I imagine that by the time we get there, we’ll have just four hours or to spend. Does that sound okay to you?”

“Of course Niall. Just let me get dressed and finish eating first,” Jesy said, nuzzling into his chest.

The pair soon got dressed and Jesy smiled as she held hands with Niall as they walked down to the pond. The boy beside her was carrying a picnic basket and he smiled gently at her, completely different from last night.

Boy, last night was sure something. Jesy smiled at the boy next to him lovingly and they spread the picnic blanket out, sitting on it. They were so in love, it’s not even funny. Jesy pulled the bread out of the basket before pushing Niall onto the blanket and sitting in his lap. Niall just smiled and laughed with her as she threw the bread out to the ducks.

*********

“I love you boo,” Niall whispered into her hair as the afternoon became the evening. They’d spent the day cuddling and talking about important things. Niall couldn’t help but think that she was the one girl that he’d willingly spend the rest of his life with. But it was too soon to get married, right? He wasn’t quite sure.

“I love you too Niall, Jesy smiled, turning around to face her boyfriend.