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🍏 ( MONICA X NYLA ) HARPEVENS

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-( 🍀 ) TW: au highschool, lesbian, kissing, love, fluff, and harpevens — NOT PROOF READ .. oops

-( 🍀 ) pov: 3rd :: and its senior year !!

-( 🍀 ) I was listening to: forth of july : mariah carey

-( 🍀 ) note: i was going to proof read but i then changed my mind so here you go, my raw writing harpevens is my endgame, and monica is still alive.

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Monica Stevens, the perfect girl. On the cheer team, perfect grades and perfectly popular in her school. She had dated boys but then again, she wanted something different. . .

something she wanted and yet she waited for a long time.

Nyla harper, the jock, team captain on the girls basketball team. Popular herself, since every girl think she’s gorgeous and hot, regardless of all.

Nyla had recently broken up with James due to both of them having a busy schedule and a rumor that Nyla had cheated on him, which was not true at all.

Nyla hasn’t been herself and Monica could see it, despite being her science partner in chemistry 12.

Monica only talks to Nyla in class. But never outside, since Nyla is always with her best friend Angela, and Monica always with her cheer team.

“Nyla, what’s up with you? You aren’t yourself.” Monica looks at her, the teacher was distracted helping Lucy and Celina on their homework even if Lucy was already done.

“Im perfectly fine Monica—“ Nyla gets out but Monica sighs.

“No. The truth dummy, i want the truth.” Monica’s blue eyes were blurring everything out other then Nyla being in front of her.

“Truth? Me and James broke up because someone told him a dumb rumor about me. I never cheated!” Nyla groans and leads against the science chair.

“Then why don’t you try to tell him?”

“Because he won’t believe me. You know how he his.” Nyla looks back at Monica, finally. Nyla couldn’t see it, but Monica’s pupils became bigger.

“So maybe get Angela’s boyfriend to tell him? Wesley is his best friend..”

“Angela said she tried — Wesley told us that James didn’t want to hear it.” Nyla frowns and once the bell rings, Monica grabs her hand and smiles.

“Then maybe he isn’t the one! I—“ Monica cuts herself before continuing

“Please, hang out with me, just the two of us. It is the end of the day.”

“Well I have practice—“

Monica groans and looks away, “skip it for today! they’ll understand. Cmon lets go to the mall.”

“Monica!—“

Monica gets up, pulling Nyla off her chair and making her follow Monica’s path. Once outside, Monica smiles before walking over to her car.

Despite being popular, Monica was rich at the same time. But her parents gifted her a Honda Accord Sedan, crystal black. Which was always so shiny.

Monica pushed Nyla to the passenger seat and smiles in joy.

“The only time we could actually talk outside of school! You aren’t busy on the weeknda are you?”

“I could be, unless you want to fill in the free spaces.” Nyla sits down and watches Monica close the door behind her, running over to the drivers.

Once Monica sits in the drivers, she closes the door behind her then turns to face Nyla.

“Maybe we could have a sleepover.. U-Unless you don’t want to—“

“Id like that.” Nyla smiles at Monica’s stuttering. Monica’s cheeks flush and she turns quickly to face the wheel, before starting her car and starts to drive.

— AT THE MALL (4:03PM)

Monica had parked her car and both of them head out into the busy mall. Monica lockes her car before catching up with Nyla.

Both Monica and Nyla had been walking around, talking about eachother. Yet Monica was very happy, she never felt like she could be herself until she met Nyla.

Both Nyla and Monica went around multiple stores and quickly got some food before official shopping and looking around for anything new.

Later on the day, Monica was in Bath and Body looking for a perfume to buy, she saw James with another girl. Monica gasps then turns her body towards Nyla but not her face, still eye-ing the ‘couple’

“Something wrong?” Nyla turns to face Monica with a confused look.

“N— no.” Monica turns around and faces Nyla, before holding Nyla’s hand once more and leaving the store.

“Didn’t seem like they had what I was looking for, cmon.”

Nyla follows Monica and holds her hand back. Letting Monica drag her wherever.

“Yes ma’am.” Nyla chuckles and they walk into Victoria secert. Monica walks around, holding Nyla close to her.

She didn’t even notice how tight she was holding, but Nyla didn’t say a word.

She was clearly enjoying the hand holding.

Nyla stares at the many lingerie products everywhere, not used to looking at these very attractive and sexy products.

Monica picks up a red pair before turning to face Nyla.

“Do you think this would match me?” She turns her eyes off the red lingerie and stares at Nyla, which Nyla just nods before her cheeks turn red and turns away.

Monica chuckles before putting them back where she had originally picked the lingerie up.

“Should we head back to my house?” Monica turns around to catch Nyla’s eyes wandering everywhere at the sexual clothes.

Monica giggles and pulls Nyla back, walking her out of the store and towards the underground parking lot. Once back in the car, Monica starts her car once more before leaving the parking lot.

— AT MONICA’S HOME (6:33PM)

When they arrive at Monica’s house, Nyla was in awe. The house was rustic, but it had an elegant touch to it. Balanced with the exterior, it was a beautiful tuscan house.

Monica parks in the driveway and both of the girls head outside of the car and walk towards the front door.

“I’ve never seen a house so inviting and welcoming.” Nyla murmurs and Monica chuckles, opening the front door letting Nyla go ahead.

They before take off their shoes, placing the shoes on the small wooden shoe rack near the front door. Monica closes the door behind her.

The interior was even more impressive, the flooring is a brownish-orange terracotta tiles, the walls were a likewashed stone and the lighting perfectly matching the warm and inviting home.

Music filled the air from the kicthen. Monica looks at Nyla and pulls her to the kichten, Monica’s mother. Olivia stevens, and she turns away from the pot to face both Nyla and Monica.

She smiles, her eyes green with a tint of brown and her hair red, long and yet wavy like the ocean’s wave, just like Monica’s gorgeous hair.

“Hi Monica— whos this lovely girl?” She looks at Nyla with such a joyful smile before Monica grabs Nyla’s hand and responds.

“This is my friend! Nyla Harper—“ but her mother cuts the sentence off with a gasp and smirk.

“Nyla Harper? The girl you been talking about??“

“Sh-Shush!” Monica blushes before her mother could even finish her sentence, she sighs and looks down.

“Okay then sweetheart.. Im cooking pasta for dinner so if you both want some, just come on down—“ Olivia smiles before continuing,

“oh and Monica, me and your father are going on a date tonight! So call me if you are in need with something very important okay?” Monica nods before bring Nyla to her bedroom.

The bedroom was big, Monica having her own walk in closet, her own bathroom, and a small balcony made this room seem like a small apartment.

The color palette was warm yet deep reds with the same terracotta look. Her bed wasa nice queen sized bed with a light cream color canopy around the bed.

Yet A beautiful white cat in the fairly large cat tree that sat in the corner. Along with smaller toys right at the bottom of the tree.

Monica smiles and looks at Nyla with her pupils even bigger now.

“Im going to change and find you an extra pair of clothes to change into, kay?” And Nyla nods to Monica before petting the soft cat inside the cattree.

Once finished, Monica was in a brown off the shoulder shirt, which flowed perfectly with flared black leggings and her red hair down of the high ponytail, combing her hands through her hair.

“I only found a pair of grey swear pants with this laced brown tanktop.” She gives the clothes to Nyla and then says

“You can change in my washroom if you want— as if theres no other option.”

Nyla smiles and walks into the washroom, closing the door behind her. The washroom was sun-washed beautifully, the arched walls for an entrance to the cream-colored bathtub.

She quickly changed into the clothes before walking out of the washroom, seeing Monica spread out on the bed, Nyla gasp and turns away before sighing to herself.

Walking towards Monica who looks at Nyla and smiles, pulling her down to lay apon the bed next to her.

“has anyone told you how gorgeous you really are?” Monica pushes herself onto her elbow to face Nyla, which Nyla looks at Monica with a smile.

“Oh yeah? How gorgeous am I, Stevens?” She jokes before Monica chuckles and leans in but not close enough for a kiss.

“very, incredibly gorgeous.”

“you enjoy teasing me.” Nyla gently smiles and rubs Monica’s cheek.

“Teasing? We both know that I wanted you for a while, I just—“ Monica sighs then continues.

“waited, for..you, I needed, no. I wanted you.” Monica leans against Nyla’s hand before leaning in, but she stops.

“Can I?” She asked before Nyla nods, letting Monica kiss her. The kiss was soft, gentle and yet sweet.

Once they pulled back from each other, their breaths ragged from the lingering kiss.

“i waited for so long, and I — gosh, im glad I decided to wait—“ Nyla chuckled and covers Monica’s mouth, smiling at her.

“Just stop talking and keep kissing me.”

Monica chuckles and Nyla pulls her hand back, wrapping her arms around Monica’s neck. Her head trapped in betwen Monica’s hands and they kiss once more.

—- word count: 1.6k !! 🍀

HAREVENS ONESHOT : requested -

- @getyoursorryasstomine harevens request!

first date with harvens 🧡

🎃: decided that smaller font is better for any of my work under 1.5k words so yay!!

🍂 ) tw: fluff, harvens/harevens, monica stevens, nyla harper, cuddling, kissing, hand holding, loving, wlw = lesbians & non proof read haha oops

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Nyla was getting over her last divorce with her last husband, Donovan. And becoming a detective was a huge jump in her life.

But she still had her best friend, Angela Lopez by her side, who gave her advice on her love life such as . . .

“Trying talking to people? Dating apps—“

“You really think I can trust random people on the internet?” Nyla grunts before she leans against her chair, her head on the headrest before running her fingers through her hair.

“Guess not, but you know you could possibly try something different. . .” Angela looks over at Nyla before letting a chuckle,

“Different? What do you mean??” Nyla lifts her head from the chair to look at Angela who was just across from her.

“Well, Monica is free—“

“Wesley’s ex fiancé, are you serious Angela?”

“Just a thought, it’s not like Wesley will run back to her. And even if she’s a cunning woman, you could change her. Turning over a new leaf.”

Angela looks back at the screen in front of her before taking a glance of Monica who walked in a investigated room.

“Maybe, its just— wouldn’t Wesley get mad at me?” Nyla takes a glance at Monica before her cheeks flush and she quickly looks down at the folder in front of her.

“He could care less, he’s in love with me as much as I am with him.”

Nyla then gets up before closing the folder, “yeah, maybe I should try other things.” Angela nods at her words, before she walks off to follow Monica.

Nyla was about to enter, her hand on the handle before she pulls back. “I’ll wait, it won’t be that long. . .”

She leans against the wall before looking at her watch, she looks back at the door. Waiting for Monica to open the door and come out of the room. Her hands clutching her pants.

— a few hours later, and Nyla was now dressing up for a date with Monica. Wesley’s ex fiancée. She was in her apartment on call with Angela,

“The plan was — a date on the beach, going swimming? scratch that, watch the sunset.”

“Monica will not be impressed, maybe the swimming idea isn’t bad—“ Angela mutters through the screen.

“I barely know her! What impressed Monica Stevens— Money? Lying?—“ Nyla’s voice slightly raised before Angela cuts her off.

“Relax, I don’t think it will be bad. Be yourself? Maybe go for a swim, watch the sunset and get ice cream. Possibly letting her wipe the ice cream off of your lip.”

“Ice cream, yea! Everyone like ice cream, right. . .?” Nyla chuckles before looking at her self through the mirror in front of her. She sighs before looks down at her phone.

“I believe in you, go pick her up— or are you meeting her there?”

“I— shit. I didn’t ask. . .ill call her about that. Thanks Angela, ill tell you all about it after..”

Angela lets out a giggle before Nyla ends the call, the silence fills the room quick. She looks at her bag which was filled with sunscreen, a single pair of sunglass and a towel.

She grabs her phone and sends a text to Monica. . .

“hey, did you want to me at the beach or would it be better for me to pick you up?”

Before Nyla was about to turn her off of she got the quickest response ever from Monica.

“Come pick me up now, please?”

Nyla chuckles to herself, grabbing the car keys on her table before shoving her phone into her tote bag and running off to her car.

She quickly enters the car before getting an address from Monica, she turns on the radio before driving over to Monica’s house.

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moments later, Nyla was at the door holding a bouquet full of gorgeous pink roses and white small Gypsophila to fill the space around the roses.

Monica opens the door, she wearing a white tank top, jean shorts and her yellow floral bikini underneath. Her gorgeous red hair down and naturally wavy.

She looks down at Nyla, looking at her green bikini top and her cream-coloured skirt. Her hands wrap around the bouquet before looking at the woman in front of her.

“You look cute,” the cornor of Monica’s lip curls into a smile before she continues, “I haven’t been on a date in a while, what made you think i was a good idea?”

Nyla cheeks flare up before she turns away and walks Monica to her car, “well I— uh..” She looks up at Monica before looking back down at her skirt.

“Nevermind then,” Monica smirks before watching Nyla open the car door and she sits down in the passenger seat.

Nyla closes the door behind Monica before running over to the driver, opening the door and sitting down. She closes the door and starts the car.

“Seatbelts on?” Nyla turns to face Monica who was sitting there, seatbelt on and smiling joyful.

“Its on,” Monica looks at her seatbelt then back at Nyla. Her eyes wander up and down at Nyla, specifically her lips and eyes.

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at the beach, both women were sitting on the mat, their totes bags near along with some snacks.

They both were in their swimsuit, laying on the mat, before Monica turns to face Nyla, “Want to go for a quick swim?” Her eyes kept looking down at Nyla’s body before she sits up and blushes.

“Oh— Why not? Lets go!” Nyla puts her hair into a bun before getting off of the mat and running to the sea, “come and catch me!”

Monica gasp when Nyla gets a head start, she giggles before getting up herself and chasing after the other woman.

Nyla’s dips into the water, the cool water hits her skin and she peeks out to see Monica swimming towards her.

“Slow down Nyla!” Monica caught up and held onto Nyla’s waist, her thumbs rubbing against her skin. “Well, I’ve already caught you. I win.”

“You sure did Monica—“ Nyla muttered once more before Monica cheeks flushed and smiles.

“I never seen you smile so much Nyla.”

Nyla looks at Monica before wrapping her arms around her neck, holding her close.

“Well now you have.” She smiles before Monica leans in, kissing her lips gently and her grip tightening against Nyla’s waist.

Once the women pull back, Monica carries Nyla in her arms and walks out of the ocean and back to their area. Placing Nyla down and grabbing her towel from her tote bag.

Nyla watches Monica cover her with Monica’s towel before she sits next to her, she then takes Monica’s hand into hers and rest her head apon her shoulder.

The cornor of Monica’s lips turn into a smile before she held Nyla’s hand tighter, the sun dipping into the sea, a slight glow of amber and gold fills the sky.

Nyla slightly shivers, which Monica caught on and turn to face Nyla. “Are you cold?” She asked before carrying Nyla onto her lap, trying her best to warm her up.

“A little, but it’s okay.” Nyla rest her head against Monica’s chest. “You’re warm.”

Her voice soft before facing Monica. “Do— Do you like, ice cream?”

Monica’s eyebrow raised before she sighs. “Who doesn’t?” She turns up to face Nyla who was sitting on her lap, “i love ice cream. Did you want to get some?”

Nyla nods before sitting up, she grabs her skirt that was laying on top of her tote bag before putting it back on.

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At the ice cream shop, Monica was holding onto Nyla. Her hand tightly on Nyla’s hand.

Nyla got pistachio ice cream and Monica on the other hand had ordered Mint Chocolate chip, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off of Nyla’s ice cream.

Once they headed outside to sit down, Nyla caught Monica’s eyes on her ice cream leading her to ask, “Did you want to try?”

Monica eyes lit up and nod, “yes, please!”

Nyla chuckle before watching Monica take a bite of the ice cream. The pistachio fills Monica’s mouth and she lets out a soft moan.

Monica looks at her ice cream before turning away and starts to lick her ice cream, embarrassed on the sound she had made early.

Letting out a soft “sorry.”

Nyla lets out a giggle before sitting next to her, licking her ice cream. “It’s okay Monica,”

Monica looks back at Nyla and giggles before blushing like crazy which she then gets call out, “you’re red, as a tomato.” Nyla looks at her.

Monica then gets mad before she finishes her ice cream in a few seconds, then she turns to face Nyla before taking her ice cream and eating it all.

Nyla was surprised but she couldn’t help but let out a laugh, seeing the ice cream end up on some of her cheek then her mouth. She grabs a tissue before wiping the mess that had lay apon Monica’s cheeks.

“Sorry, Sorry Monica.” Nyla chuckles before Monica grins while Nyla wipes her cheeks clean.

Monica leans in letting Nyla get all the ice cream off of her face, her eyes staring into Nyla’s focused face. She couldn’t help but wonder if her and Nyla would work out.

Even if she didn’t know how Nyla truly felt. But how her heart beats and the fuzzy feeling she’s getting, she wants nothing more than to feel it again.

Monica couldn’t help herself to say anything before she leans in, pushing Nyla’s hand off of her cheek and leaning in to kiss her, holding her hand tightly.

Nyla’s eyes widen before she sighs into the kiss, holding her hand back. And using her free hand to wrap around Monica’s neck, feeling her soft and warm lips against her felt like heaven to Nyla.

Neither of them wanted to pull back, but they would need air, leading both women to pull back.

“Maybe, maybe we could do this again?” Monica soft looks at Nyla before she smiles, wondering if Nyla did feel something.

“Yea— Yeah, I’d like that. A lot.” The cornor of Nyla’s lips curl into a smile before she moves closer to Monica, side by side. She rest her head apon Monica’s shoulder while holding her hand tightly.

The sun dips down a little more, filling the sky with a more purple color and stars start to shine much brighter.

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WORD COUNT: 1.7K HEY

Monica yawned, feeling calmer and happier. "Good night," the lawyer murmured.

"Good night," Nyla murmured before kissing Monica's head.

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