GAME OVER ━━ Lip Gallagher

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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Game Over
chapter seventeen

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THERE SHE LAY, EYES NEVER MOVING AS SHE STARED AT THE WALL SILENTLY. Phoebe was surprised to get a text from Karen to ask her over. She was used to the blonde being busy with Lip, or doing anything else. It had been a while, to say the least, that the two had been able to hang out. "Thanks for coming over," Karen sighed as she plopped down beside Phoebe on her bed. She crawled up beside the brunette and laid beside her. Their heads hung over the end of her bed only slightly, their hair hanging to the floor. It was so warm in Karen's room that Phoebe had to shuck off her jacket.

"No biggie," she sighed. "I didn't really have anything else to do." Karen shifted closer to the brunette, her shoulder brushing the other's. A small, shy smile appeared on her face as she awaited Phoebe's reaction. "Me either. I got ditched for Danielle." Phoebe turned toward Karen curiously. "Lip's with Danielle?" she asked for clarification. The two best friends hadn't spoken much about their love lives since she told him to tell Karen how he felt. It was a subject they usually ignored anyway due to lack thereof. "Weird," she sighed. Karen rolled onto her side, focusing on the brunette beside her. She was happy that she had a girl friend now.

It felt so lonely being the girl others avoided all because of her sex life. But Phoebe didn't care about that. She became friends with Karen because of her personality. Her face beamed as the thought replayed in her head. Phoebe liked her for herself, not her body count. She liked her for the right reason. It was so strange. Her fingers instinctively moved to run through Phoebe's hair soft and slow. There was something about the brunette that drew Karen in. The pads of her fingers moved against Phoebe's scalp, digging through her tangled locks as gently as they could. The latter sighed.

"My Dad's trying to make me go to this purity thing," she stated, striking up a conversation after their previous one had died out. "He acts like he can repair the damage he did just with his words. Stupid, right? I mean, he gave me these daddy issues. The best he can do is compensate for it with cash." Phoebe snorted. She understood fucked up parents well. Memories of that night flashed in her head. She was kneeling on the floor where her mother used to be, sobbing. The pain that resided in her chest returned with a new fire, causing her cheeks to redden.

"Hey," she spoke up, clearing her voice of tension. "Can I ask you for some advice?" The blonde laid on her stomach, giving the other girl her undivided attention. "There's a guy..." Phoebe felt her stomach flutter. Karen's eyes widened in surprise. "He's really sweet and I think I like him." — "Who? Do I know him?" Phoebe bit down on her bottom lip. She trusted Karen. She didn't think she'd do anything to jeopardize their future or anything, especially since Karen was obviously into Lip. The fact she was brimming with jealousy the moment Phoebe got to her place was enough evidence. "Alan Dominguez," Phoebe muttered shyly. Just saying his name made her feel giddy.

A sharp gasp left Karen's lips and she jolted upright. "No!" she exclaimed. Phoebe's face ignited, her hands immediately coming to cover the reddening skin. "Yes!" she giggled. "I met him at a club and when he saw me again, he told me that he couldn't stop thinking about me." Karen squealed much like a little school girl. She grabbed Phoebe's wrists and pulled her closer. "Have you guys kissed? Oh, my God. Did you do him? I need all of the details!" Phoebe couldn't hide the embarrassment that flooded her face. She could feel the fire spreading down her neck and burning at her ears. "No," she muttered under her breath. "I mean, we kissed, but it hasn't gone further than that."