In which you pick between the blonde who's been there since you were kids, your first love, or the new brunette who stole your heart within minutes of meeting
Listen to: Trust Issues - Drake
You and Cole have been friends since you two were kids. Naturally, you knew all about his little crush on Melanie. What he didn't know was that you had one too. You kept it from him, you couldn't let that get in between the two of you at all.
So, when Melanie kissed you for the first time, you kept it from Cole. You both kept your secret "relationship" to yourselves.
Although, it was never a relationship.
You had fallen in love with the girl, while she just liked your attention and Cole's attention. She played around with you, breaking your heart numerous times. But you couldn't help yourself, you were addicted to this relationship.
It's still going on now, you three are in senior year. Your relationship with Melanie went from her teasing around, to her kissing you and having sex with you, yet not doing anything to make it official. You and Cole are still close as hell, him being oblivious to you and Melanie. He didn't notice how in class, you'd stare at her, and she would make a face, just to you. He didn't notice how you'd flush, looking away from her.
That was all until a new student came by.
Your teacher kept on droning on and on, you weren't paying much attention. You kept your eyes on your pencil as you played with it.
What had finally caught your attention was a knock on the door.
In walked a girl with a short dress and a green cardigan. She had pink heart sunglasses and her hair was done up. She was absolutely beautiful.
Your eyes were trained on her as the principle introduced her, you were basically hypnotized by this girl. You didn't even notice the small glare Melanie had when she looked at you. You shifted in your seat upon hearing her name.
Phoebe Atwell.
You finally broke your stare on the girl when you heard Cole start to roar. You glanced at him before letting out a loud snicker, you were also the only one who hadn't roared with the class. This had caught Phoebe's attention, you were amused at the embarrassing gesture.
"So, Phoebe, tell us three things about yourself." You had caught onto this, you leaned forward, resting your head on your hand. Phoebe kept her eyes on you, you didn't see this due to her sunglasses covering her eyes.
"Well, I think snakes are the most misunderstood reptiles." She started, almost smiling when your eyes widened. "My favorite movie vacillates between Deliverance or anything by Bob Reiner." You made another face at her interesting choice of words. "And I'm late."
"What are you talking about, you're right on time!"
"Oh no, Principle Highbridge. My period!" She clarified, taking off her sunglasses. You let out another snicker at the obvious uncomfortable vibes within the class. "I'm nine days late." You had to bite your inner cheek to not laugh, and looked away. You had finally looked at Melanie, who had an unimpressed face, both at you and at Phoebe.
"Oh!" The principle exclaimed, clearly uncomfortable.
You made eye contact with the girl, making you flush, but you still had that amused smile. "And God damnit, I was on the fence about it, but I think I might keep it now." She glanced towards Melanie who was staring daggers at both you and her. "Because looking at all of your beautiful faces, I'm just so overcome with optimism for our future." She put a hand to her chest. "I just wanna fucking scream."
She let out a loud scream, causing you to jump and Cole to flinch. Right after, she just shrugged , going to a seat that had a kid eating yogurt. You watched as she leaned in, telling him to move and stealing the yogurt. She turned back to you, waving a few fingers and slowly licking the spoon. You kept your eyes on her, a smirk on your face, your cheeks flushed. You didn't even look away when she turned back to the front of the class.
Cole had watched the whole thing. He knew you were gay, and this new girl was interesting. Why not give them a little push?
You were hanging out with Cole and Melanie right outside your locker before the next class. They were discussing the paper that you guys had to do, while you were just leaning on the lockers, zoned off.
It wasn't until you felt a tap on your shoulder that you were faced with reality again. You turned, seeing Phoebe with a smirk. Your tongue peaked out of your mouth, her eyes following it. "Hey." You greeted, gripping your backpack strap with one hand.
"Here." She passed you a paper that was folded up. She ignored the glare that Melanie had. You took it, a smile playing on your lips as your fingers brushed her hand. "I'll see you around." She winked before leaving, your eyes followed her as she walked away.
You let out a soft giggle, turning to look at the two. Cole had a happy smile, while Melanie was frowning at you. "What?" You asked, flushed and smiling uncontrollably. Melanie hated how Phoebe didn't even have to say much for you to go all giggly and smiley. She used to make you feel like that.
"Are you finally getting a girlfriend?" He teased, making you shake your head.
"Excuse me, I've had plenty." You defended, your shoulders raised. Melanie just huffed with a shake of her head. "What's your issue?"
Melanie looked around just to make sure that Phoebe wouldn't hear. "She's just going to hurt you." You raised an eyebrow in disbelief. There was no way she was saying that. "Isn't she pregnant or something."
"That's literally just to get them off her asses." You didn't need to defend the girl, but you felt like you had to. "Come on, you barely know the girl, too early to judge."
"You barely know the girl too." She argued, Cole just looked between you two, he was super confused. "I just don't want you hurt." She pouted, trying to work her charms on you once more.
Usually by then, you'd fold and throw out her number, but it didn't work this time. "Whatever. I'm just gonna go to class." You walked off, going to the next class, one that you didn't have Cole in, just Melanie.
They both were left there, a little shocked. Melanie knew she would lose you to this new girl, so she had to do something about it.
You had gotten to class early, dropping your bag beside a desk as you pulled out your phone and opened up messages.
You
whyd you give me your number?
unknown number
lemme guess
youre the cute girl in that lit class? with the protective blonde?
you
protective blonde?
unknown number
yah shes been glaring at me since i got here
you
oh melanie
im not with her
unknown number
mhmmm
you
whatever
whyd you give me your number you never told me
unknown number
youre cute
why not
do you have a name mystery girl?
or am i just going to have to call you cute girl from lit class
you
please god no
call me y/n
unknown
hmmm
alright
You smiled at your phone, not even noticing that the class had started. "Care to share something with the class, Ms. y/l/n?" You lifted your head from your phone, confused.
"Oh, uhhhh." You quickly switched to instagram, opening the first post. You faced it to the class. "Just a stupid picture." Melanie was looking at you with a raised eyebrow. You just glanced at her with a shrug.
"Very well, pay attention please." You nodded, leaning back, but keeping your phone under the desk to keep texting her. Melanie had obviously caught onto this, rolling her eyes at you, but you were too busy texting Phoebe to notice.
By the time the class ended, you were still texting Phoebe, getting to know her and shit. You walked out with Melanie, going through the halls. "You've been texting her since you've gotten her number." What she said made you pause as you finally tore your eyes away from your phone to look at her.
"What?"
"I'm just saying, you've been texting her ever since you got her number." Although you were still walking beside her, you were looking at her.
"Is that an issue or something?" She clenched her jaw, how were you not taking the hint.
"You know, I heard she butchered her parents." You rolled your eyes, you really weren't having it. "Like I said, I don't want you hurt."
"Why? Because you wanna do it yourself?" You scoffed. "Trust me, Melanie, you've done it plenty of times."
You and Phoebe had been getting closer, texting and hanging out with her. Of course, Cole and Melanie had noticed. "Don't you think it's cute that y/n and Phoebe are getting closer?" He asked, standing beside her, they were both watching you smile and laugh at the girl's jokes.
She just rolled her eyes. "It's whatever."
"Come on, it's about time that she's moved on from you." Her head whipped to Cole.
"What?"
"We've been best friends for years, I know her like the back of my hand." He explained, still looking at you. "I've known all this time."
Phoebe was telling you all about this new movie that she had just watched. Although you were super confused, you just smiled and listened. It was nice to hear her all excited about something. She could tell that you were absolutely lost.
"You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"
You shrugged with a smile. "Nope!" You pushed yourself off the lockers as you walked alongside her to class. "Wanna come over tonight?"
"Dang, take me out to dinner first." She teased, making you shake your head and blush.
"Nah, I know you've been wanting to watch some marathon on Exterminator or whatever it is."
"It's called Terminator." She laughed, you shrugged once more. "Exterminator is the bug guys."
"Okay but doesn't this terminator guy do the same thing but to humans?"
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It's around 2 in the morning, Phoebe had fallen asleep in your arms, you were trying to keep yourself invested in this movie and not fall asleep. You looked down at her, her hair was down and her features were a lot more relaxed. You couldn't deny the fact that you had fallen in love with her within these past few weeks.
Once you had finally decided that she was asleep, you looked back at the movie. "I know you hate monologues and shit, but you're asleep, so it doesn't matter." You whispered, chuckling softly. "I'm really glad that you're here in my life. You don't even know it, but you helped me move on from Melanie. I love the girl, but fuck, she absolutely wrecked me. You know how I told you about that girl that kept on playing around with my feelings, yeah that was her. I know what you'd say, 'why couldn't you just end it?' But honestly, even though I knew she never felt the same, I thought it was the best that I could get.
"I thought that I was so unlikeable, that she would be as far as I would get. Even though you and I aren't together, much to my dismay, you have made me feel much more comfortable with who I am and made me feel so much more loved. You're batshit crazy and I love that about you, you're so honest with me and I trust you. So much.
"Holy shit, Phoebe, I'm in love with you." You finished off, your eyes were back on her. "You probably think I'm crazy, because we've only known each other for a few weeks, but there's no denying in it anymore."
"You're such a cheesy fuck, y/n." She whispered into your chest. You had a double take, sleep was no longer an option because now your heart is racing, you might've just ended your friendship with Phoebe because of something you could've kept to yourself.
"Shit, fuck, Phoebe. Forget-" She cut you off with a swift kiss. Your heart was pounding against your chest as her hands held onto the nape of your neck while yours cupped her cheek.
She pushed herself onto you, straddling your waist. She pulled away, smirking when you tried to catch her lips. "I knew it."
Your eyes fluttered open, your heart dropped.
Not again.
You couldn't go through this again.
Before you knew it, a tear slipped through your ear. Phoebe's expression changed to concern. "Why are you crying?"
"Shit." You wiped the tear away, trying to blink away the glossiness in your eyes. "I can't go through that again. Please don't make me go through it again."
"Go through what?" You just gave her a look, holding back a sob. "Y/n, I wouldn't do that to you."
"Then what the fuck did 'I knew it' mean?" You pushed yourself away from the girl, but she stayed on your lap.
"Melanie approached me, like a while ago. She was all defensive over you, telling me to back off because you liked her. That I'm too weird for you to like me, or something." She played with her hands, something you hadn't seen her do before. "So, when I kissed you, and you had that whole speech, it was kinda like a fuck you to her."
"Does she make you insecure or something?" There was something about Phoebe's behavior that made this all seem weird. She was always confident, and Melanie would be the last girl that would affect her.
"I mean, kinda thought I had no chance with you up against a pretty blonde girl that's been in your life for a long time." You grabbed her hands. "God, this is so weird."
"Which part? The emotional conversation?" She nodded, you just shrugged. "Honestly, it is a little weird because you're all bad ass and shit, but it's good to have times when you're vulnerable right?"
She just nodded, leaning in to kiss you softly.
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"Okay wait, recap me on this whole story." You were hanging out with Bee, your (and Cole's) old babysitter.
"I think this story is a little too long to recap." You chuckled, leaning into the cafe's chair.
"Fine, I'll do it, tell me if I'm wrong." She cleared her throat. "So, it's starts when Melanie kisses you, boom you two have a one-sided situation-ship. Keeps going for a few years, within those, Melanie's fucking with your feelings. Then, you meet Phoebe, she sweeps you off your feet, you instantly move on and now they're both fighting for you?"
"Okay, no, I'm with Phoebe now, but Melanie's being a bitch about it, even though she never liked me in the first place." You clarified. Bee nodded slowly, taking in the information. "I was just wondering if you knew what to do. Melanie is one of my closest friends, it's kinda sad if it just goes away for some weird reason."
"Have you talked to her about it?"
"That's the thing, every time I try to talk about it, she doesn't want to. But she gets all mad at me for hanging out with Phoebe instead of her and Cole at lunch." You crossed your arms and huffed. "I don't get it."
You could see Bee hesitate to bring up another question. "Are you sure she had, or has, no feelings for you?"
You looked away from the woman, thinking about it. "I- I don't know."
"Honestly, I'd say just corner her, but I'm sorry, kid, I don't really have anything for you." She apologized, a little guilty she couldn't help you.
"No, it's alright, I'll figure it out. Thanks for listening to me."
"Of course, I'm always here for you." She looked around before leaning in. "Tell me all about you and Phoebe." She squealed.
Bee was the person you'd go to whenever you had problems with Melanie, she'd always give you advice and try to help you out. It doesn't always work, but it helped get things off your chest. She had always hoped that you found someone that's better for you, someone who understood you. So, when you told her about Phoebe, she was overjoyed.
Later on, you were just hanging out with Phoebe in your room. Well, by hanging out, I meant making out.
The two of you had long forgotten the movie playing in the background. Your hands were behind your back, same with hers, but her hips were grinding onto yours as the two of you kept your lips together.
You two were playing a little game to see who would touch the other first, and it's been going on for a long time. Phoebe was stubborn and wanted to win, you were just enjoying it, you were somehow a patient person and knew she was going to give in.
"Give up, y/n." She whispered between kisses. "You know you want to."
"Please, you're just getting desperate." You replied, smirking into another kiss. It had only taken her another 3 minutes before her hands pushed you flat onto the bed. Her hands roamed your body as she kissed your neck. "Loser." You whispered, your hands tugging her shirt off.
After a good while, the two of you eventually tired out, falling asleep on each other, a completely different movie playing on your tv. You felt cool air slip into your room, waking you up slightly. "Y/n." You turned to see a figure over you. "We need to talk." You had recognized the voice as Melanie.
"Not now, please." You whispered, not wanting to wake up Phoebe. It was dark, and you were pretty sure that Melanie couldn't see you that well.
"Seriously, we need to talk." You felt Phoebe stir in your arms, making you curse softly. "Who is that?"
"Who do you think?" You replied, your voice still low.
"Of fucking course she's here." She muttered, crossing her arms but still standing by your bed.
"Just meet me in the kitchen." She slipped away out of your room, begrudgingly. You slithered your way out of her grip, slipping some clothes on. You pulled on one of your hoodies as you walked down the stairs, seeing Melanie making herself at home. "What is it now?" You asked, your knuckles knocking onto the counter, you were a little impatient and you wanted to stay with the girl in your room. "Are you going to complain to me about Phoebe again? Because no matter what you say, it's not going to stop me from dating her. Like I don't get what your issue is with her, she hasn't done anything to you."
"Well, I don't get why you like her." You tried your best not to hit the girl. "She's been taking you away from me, it's not fair." You felt yourself grow hot with anger.
"Wanna know what's unfair? The fact that you don't like me, yet you act all lovey dovey, you were my first for almost everything, and yet you don't even have a sliver of feelings for me." You paused, gathering your thoughts. "You are so attached to the thought of me always being available for you, like a loyal dog. Do you know how much it's strained my relationship with you? I love you, Melanie, but it was about time that I moved on from you. It's so crazy that you're still hung up over it when, according to you and the many times you've hurt me, 'you don't have any sort of feelings'. I don't want to end our friendship because of something that you shouldn't even have an issue with." You finished off, your chest heaving. You were quiet, you didn't want to wake up anyone in your family.
You finally looked at Melanie in the eyes, you could tell that she was a little guilty. "Y/n, I'm so sorry." She tried to grab your hand, but you took it off the counter, still looking at her with disappointment. "I can explain." You stopped her before she could continue.
"I don't wanna know, Melanie. Frankly, I don't think I can even take it. I just want to move on from this." You heard the stairs creak, making you both snap towards the stairs. You saw Phoebe hide away, not really discreet. "Phoebe, we know you're there."
"I really didn't mean to interrupt." She apologized, going down and standing beside you.
"I think I should go, then?" Melanie looked between you two. It was awkward. "I'll see you at school, y/n." She whispered, heading to your room to leave by your window.
"So..." She trailed off, looking at you. You nodded, eyebrows raising like a shrug. "Wanna go swim in your pool?" She asked, catching you off guard. That wasn't the question that you expected from her. "Or, stay in your room and you know." She smirked, making you shake your head.
"Let's do both." You grabbed her by the hands, leading her to your room once more and locking the door behind you. You also locked the window, just in case.
(extremely rushed bc i couldnt fully form the plot)