random OC oneshots cuz why not

Not The Way I Thought It Would Go

We just wanted to hang out together, go out and shop for stuff.
She told me she needed new bras because hers were making her uncomfortable and kept moving around.
I just said I'd go with her and help her because I had more experience with that.

Oh I made a mistake.

She was supposed to be my brother's girl, I was supposed to get close to her to hook them up, it wasn't supposed to go this way.

She looked around uncomfortably "I don't like these shops that much" she said, looking for a bra that had no bone in it.

"Why's that?" I asked, trying not to think about what size she would be because God damnit I couldn't stop thinking about how she would look with just a bra.

"You know, being gay, someone might see me and notice somehow and think I'm a creep" she picked one out "it's almost like being a man in this shop but no one could know if I'm gay or not which makes my fears stupid as hell" she laughed at herself.

I held the curtain of the dressing room as she tried the bra on "Hey, can you help me reduce it? The shoulders are too big" she asked me to come in.
I blushed and tried not to look in the mirror as I helped her adjust the straps.
"What do you think?" She asked, making me look at her in the mirror.
I felt my heart go nuts as I scanned over her chest.

"Why does it matter? What do you feel? Is it too tight? too loose?" I tried avoiding the question, why would she word it that way?

"I feel comfy, it feels fine" she sounded a bit disappointed that I didn't answer her question.

"Well that's perfect, you should get the same size in nude, so you can have one for white shirts, I'll go get it for you and we can check out, okay?" I rushed out of the dressing room before she could say anything.
This shouldn't be so awkward, was I making it awkward?

She got dressed and came out with the black one while I got the other from the rack.
We checked out and I could finally breath.

"Why did you ask what I think?" I laughed.

She shrugged "I care what you think, if you think I can get laid in this or not" she joked.
Problem was, I thought she looked hot in just a bra and yes. She could definitely get laid in that.

I laughed "what if I told you you look hot?"

"I'd say that's gay and thank you" gay, huh?

"But is it gay?" I asked before my brain could process what it wanted to say "I mean," I let out a nervous laugh "you are objectively hot so is it really gay?" I was probably a tomato by then.

She looked at my face and laughed "You're such a blushing mess today, what's wrong with you?" She covered her mouth as she laughed. "I just said that as a joke, I'd say thank you though" she had such a pretty smile.

Something was definitely wrong with me.

I came back home and went to my brother's room, he was studying with a friend of his on the bed "Hey I need to talk to you for a sec" I cleared my throat.

He rolled his eyes and told his friend he'd be back in a second as he got up and I took him to my room. "I think I'm in love with Livia" I blurted out as soon as the door was shut.
He was taken aback, taking a second to process the information "I know" I held my head in my hands "it wasn't supposed to be this way!" I groaned.

"Livia, as in Livia from your art class?" He was really slow.
"Yes. Livia from art class who else do you know that goes by Livia when her name is Olivia?" I snapped.

He snickered "I am so happy right now" he laughed to himself.
I was so confused, he wanted me to try finding him a girl and now he's happy I'm in love with that girl? What is wrong with him?
"That guy in my room, we've been seeing eachother for months now, as in dating, sis. We're dating"
I was so stupid oh my god.

"What would mom say??" I was surprised he wasn't freaking out.
"Mom would kick us both out! She can't find out, Cory please don't tell her"

"I wasn't gonna say shit to her, if you keep it I keep it too" we did our little keeping secret sign and I let him go back to his boyfriend, now doubting that they were studying before I came in.

I had a crush on Livia.
This did not go as I wanted it to. It shouldn't have gone that way.
My mom would kill me.
I can't like a girl, my whole family will hate me.
I was laying in bed, my thoughts buzzing like a fridge.
From my family's reaction when I'll have to tell them to how Livia would react if I tell her.

I was probably just looking into the whole incident a little too much and there wasn't really anything there and she doesn't like he anyway because why would she like me, Right?

My phone rang, I groaned as I sat up to look who it was. Livia. I answered as fast as I could "hi, hey Livia, how are you?" That was so stupid of me come on!

"Hey, I just had the most amazing idea for the final art project and I have no one to share it with who would be interested, except you" she took a deep breath. I loved listening to her talk on and on about art and crochet and anything and everything at all that I forgot what she was saying as soon as she started talking.

"Are you still listening?" She asked suddenly.
"Yeah! You were telling me about the giant painting you want to do inspired by this song, what was in again?" So I was listening.

"Exit Music (For A Film), Radiohead, you were listening" her voice was so sweet I loved it so much "I'll show you my sketch tomorrow in class, it needs a lot of work"

"I'm sure you can make it the best painting anyone has ever seen Liv" i could almost see her blush through the phone.

"Thanks" she said quietly "I need to work on my sketch so I'll see you tomorrow, k?"

"Yeah, see you tomorrow" the second after she hung up I laid back down and screamed into a pillow.

"Seriously, you couldn't think of anything else?! You just had to say Liv didn't you, Nicole?!" I groaned into the pillow again.

My brother opened the door "you good? I heard you screaming into a pillow, what happened?" He sat on my bed.

"I just had a call with Livia and I accidentally gave her a nickname and embarrassed myself please just kill me now" I whined.

"Pff ha!" He barked out a laugh.
"It's not funny Cory, stop!"
"Yes it is! She didn't laugh at you did she? I'd kill her if she did"

I thought about it a bit more "she didn't laugh, she just said thanks for the compliment I gave her and then said she's going to work on a sketch for the final project in art class"

"So she didn't complain about the name, I think she may like it" he had a point, she never complains when I compliment her or when I call her nicknames. Maybe she does like it.

"Maybe you're right"

AHHHH LET'S GO LESBIANS!!!
this will probably go in a book, I wanted to call it "Bet" but I started writing and got stuck.
Anyway hope you enjoyed 🫶