I woke up being the next day already. But I was finally on a bed and she's right next to me. Although how the hell did she even get me here? There's no way she carried me here.
"Can I?" She says
She slips her hand up my shirt gently. Then she slowly slips it under my bra. Causing me to throw my head back in satisfaction. She knew me well, she knew this made me weak. She scoot her body up so her face is at level with my face. She starts kissing me with her arm still in my bra. This sucks because I can't even defend myself since I'm hurt but I don't even want to defend myself right now.
"You're so good" she says
"Why are you doing this to me" I groan
"I'll stop if you want me to" she says
"Kiss me better" I say
She began to use her tongue. She licks my teeth and the inside of my cheek. That's what better is for me and she knows it. But I had to push her off quickly because it's the thoughts as always.
"So you do want me to stop?" She asks
The thoughts were that she did this with her boyfriend too. Her past ones.
•flashback•
My life started feeling fake from what I am seeing before my eyes. Dua is on my bed with another guy. They're fucking on my bed.
Our argument from yesterday must have led to this but how selfish can a person be? Why am I standing here watching this? How have they not noticed me? Am I invisible now?
At last her gaze comes onto me. She doesn't act surprise or creates any commotion so he won't notice. Her moans suddenly become louder, I know she didn't actually feel like the moans but was just doing it to piss me off.
As hard as he thrusted into her I could tell she wasn't enjoying it at all. But even then my hand closed into a fist as she becomes more vocal. I couldn't let her know I hated it though so I just turned and left.
•present•
"Dua do you remember when I caught you having sex with your boyfriend right after you told me that you hated it" I say
"Can we somehow forget about that?" She says
"Nope I remember your moans and how "bloody good" it was, I remember it so clearly" I say
"Did you know that I have had to fake all my orgasms, let me see your hand" she says
I laugh. But she literally does grab my hand. She leads it to her sacred place. She's wet, like soaking wet.
"You haven't even touched me and I'm so wet already, I've only touched you" she says
"How do I know you aren't faking it now?" I ask
"Fuck sakes fuck me then and I'll show you" she says
"I'm injured idiot" I say
"I just hear excuses and it's been so long since you've fucked me" she says
What the hell is even going on. Don't know rather I should laugh or get annoyed. I still don't even know what terms were on. If anything this could be the last time for everything.
"Shouldn't I at least say something to the media so people won't think I'm dead or anything?" I say
"You're planning on replying to John aren't you?" She asks
"I mean he is my friend and he thinks I've not liked anyone this whole time and now it turns out I've been hooking up with our boss the entire time how would that sound to you?" I ask
"It would sound okay because your boss is hot as fuck" she say
I laugh out loud. She's very full of herself and I hate that she's right in a way. John could never compete with her when it came to looks but he was way more understanding than her.
"I'll be back don't follow me or I swear" I say
She makes a zipper motion on her mouth and goes under the blanket. Fuck did it hurt to even move but I have to anyways.
I stepped out the house and the first thing I feel is sand between my feet. Guess she was being for reals about this beach house. I opened up my phone and instead of reading everything I just called John.
"Hello?" He says
"Hi" I respond
"Is it true? Because if it is you're a total asshole" he says
"I know I am" I say
"She has treated you like shit and you have followed her around this whole time, you played with my emotions" he says
"Why are you assuming all this when I haven't mentioned that it's true or not? I never played with your emotions I clearly let you know that I didn't feel the same for you. I did at one point but I didn't anymore" I say
"And why don't you want to say if it's true or not? You know the truth just say it. Or what still protecting her?" He says
"It's not my career on the line so yes I know the truth but it's not up to me to tell anyone" I say
"You're with her right now aren't you?" He says
"I'm not" I say
"I'm glad you called because I wanted to let you know that you lost me okay? Lost me as everything" he says
"John stop just listen" I say but there was no one on the line anymore
I feel like a horrible human being maybe because I totally am. I didn't become this way myself though it was that person in that bed that made me this. My addiction made me this way. "Don't blame love made me crazy" right? Taylor swift really says it perfectly.
I walk back in and she's just there on her phone acting as if nothing is happening. Was she even worried and if she wasn't was that a good or bad thing? Sometimes she's hard to read. Communication is always a struggle for her.
"What happened?" She ask
"He hates me I'm sure you're happy to hear" I say
"I'm sure he doesn't actually but yes it does sound cool to hear if you really want to know what makes me happy" she says
"Don't worry he doesn't know if we actually kissed or not" i say
"Well tell him we did because I'm about to tell the whole world" she says
"What"
"I'm about to send the message to my manager" she says
I run as fast as I can next to her on the bed. This can't be true holy fuck. She wasn't lying for the first time in forever. But I don't know what this means for us now. What if it's all too much to handle?
"I told you" she says
"Aren't you afraid?" I ask
"Of course I am but we're going through this together remember?" She says
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Old you - Dua Lipa
FanfictionYou're in love with the old her but is she still in there somewhere?
