Dixison: Roommates

Best Best Friends

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"Go away, Dixie!" she cried, spinning towards me in a quick motion.

I grasped her shoulders, pulling her close.

My hand came to her jaw, looking her directly in the eyes.

"I'm not going away,"  I said again.

Reader's POV

Addison faltered, ready to pull away, but remained still, in shock and wonder.

Dixie leaned in, pressing her lips against her best friend's.

They kissed for long moments, Addison's fingers grasping Dixie's shirt, Dixie's cradling her face.

Addison broke the kiss, squeezing her eyes shut tight as Dixie pressed their foreheads together.

"Addison,"  Dixie whispered.

"Don't leave." Addison whispered back. "Say you won't leave."

"I won't ever leave."

"Say you're my best friend."

"I'm your best friend. And you're mine."

"Tell me everything's going to be okay."

Dixie opened her eyes. "Adds," she whispered. "Everything is going to be okay."

Addison let out a deep breath, one that she didn't know she was holding.

"I should have kissed you after the carnival. God, I should've kissed you at the carnival. But I was afraid."

"Why?"

"I like you... So much—it consumes me. I've never felt that before. I thought it was a friendship thing, or a roommate thing, or—"

"I like you too," Addison whispered, smiling.

Dixie was grateful to be cut off—her ramblings often went too far.

"But," Addison frowned, looking at Dixie's hands. "What about Griffin?"

Dixie sighed. "I talked to him and told him we should stay friends. I didn't give him the good details, but I let him know that Grixie would not be happening."

Addison laughed, slapping her hand over her mouth as Dixie looked up at her.

"Sorry—Grixie—It's just—Dixison is so much better."

"Dixison?"

Addison blushed. "It's our ship name."

"No, I know," Dixie smiled. "I just didn't know that you were calling us that now."

"Ugh! I'm not!!" Addison laughed, pushing at Dixie's arm. "I saw it in your Tik Tok comments."

"In MY comments?" Dixie laughed again. "What are you, like, reading all my comments now?"

"Stopppp," Addison gave an elated whine, pretending to be offended.

"Sheesh, you kiss a girl once and she's all, 'Dixison, Dixison!'" 

Dixie wrapped her arms around her, before Addison could play mad any longer. She pressed a small kiss on her head, hair smelling like fresh flowers and fruits.

Addison's POV

"So,"  I said, sitting down on by bed and patting the blanket, inviting her beside me. "We like each other."

"Yes," Dixie grinned.

"What does that make us? Best best friends?"

Dixie laughed. "Sure. Best best friends. It's unique, like us. Like this."

And she leaned over to kiss me, hand resting on my knee.

"Best best friends," I repeated. 

Okay.  I could get used to that. It's not like she was my girlfriend. But she wasn't just my best friend either.

"I'm not—exactly ready to——"

"Come out of the closet?"

"Um, right." I felt myself blushing.

"Me neither."

I looked at her. "Soooooo..."

"So—let's see what happens. We'll be best best friends. That's not gay or straight."

I could live with that. My heart soared as I held her hand in mine, the two of us sitting together on my bed, smiling at one another, a rose-tinted filter falling over the room.