You're a bit of a gay disaster aren't you, babe? (short chapter)
Finn P.O.V
“So what kind of music do you vibe with?” Lex asks once we’re driving at a slow pace down the highway. The taller girl explained to me earlier that she has a pretty bad habit of speeding, to which I rattled off car crash statistics. I eventually stopped myself, waiting for her to tell me that was annoying, but instead she nodded with a smile, told me she thought as much, and told me I was really smart. Which I’m used to hearing, but my face betrayed me again and I sulked for a good few minutes as she burst out laughing.
I pause, tapping my finger and glancing between the radio and the large pentagram earrings dangling from her earlobes. The leather jacket rustles as I move, bringing my attention back to it and how cold I am in the car. Lex must realize this, but she doesn’t say anything and reaches to turn off the A/C while keeping her eyes on the road.
Thinking I have nothing left to lose, I take this opportunity to try and confirm (not that I don’t know already) where she is on the sexuality scale. “I like Hayley Kiyoko and Pan!c at the Disco, but I mess around with King Princess.” My eyes flick over to her and I wait for some sort of confused reaction. Instead I relax against the back of the car seat when she turns and gives me a wide smile, flashing pearly white, slightly crooked teeth at me.
“Lesbian?”
I look her up and down fast, taking in the earrings, eyebrow slits, outfit, car interior (she has rainbow seat covers), lesbian flag bumper sticker, and ‘Move I’m Gay’ tshirt in the back seat, but I still find myself unsure.
“... Yeah. You?” My fingers fidget with the zippers on her jacket and I watch her carefully as I really hope she doesn’t give a negative reaction.
She brings her left foot up on the seat, resting her knee against the window and her elbow on top of it before glancing at me. “You’re a genius. You tell me.” I tense for a moment, but there’s no bite in her words.
“Um,” I pause, breathing for a second to ground myself from the dizzying mix of the smell of cloves in the car and the white noise from the radio. My hand extends and turns down the volume, and Lex tracks it. “I don’t like the white noise.”
She blinks. “I didn’t even notice.” Her head shakes and she nudges me with her shoulder. “C’mon girl genius, what am I?”
“I don’t know.”
“Yes you do.” Lex’s black eyes crinkle at me. “You’re a bit of a gay disaster, aren’t you babe?”
A coughing fit takes over me at the last word and Lex howls with laughter, and gently pats the back of my neck as I start to breath easier. As soon as I can breathe again, I
gently whack her arm.
“That was mean.”
She laughs louder, having a hard time keeping her eyes on the road, and I pout, turning to look out the window with a huff.
Lex realizes what I’m doing after a bit and turns to me with a small smile. “Aw, c’mon kid, don’t be like that.” No answer. “I was just kidding.” Still no answer. “I’m a lesbian, y’know.” Nothing. “I’ll play Taylor Swift--”
She reaches out to touch the radio but I grab her wrist and look her in the eyes. “Don’t you dare.”
Lex grins and returns her hand to the steering wheel, but rolls her eyes when I keep frowning. “If I let you control the aux will you stop pouting?”
“...Maybe.”
“Fine, go ahead and plug your phone in.”
“Yes!”
Not a second later and Verbatim by Mother Mother is blasting through the car with Lex and I screaming along to it.
‘I wear womens’ underwear, and then I go to strike a pose in my full length mirror, I cross my legs just like a queer…’
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“Here we are, girly.” Lex puts the car in park in front of my bright red apartment building. “Just a minute past six o’ five.”
“Thanks for the ride.” I give her a smile and hop out of the car, crossing in front of it and starting to walk towards the front entrance.
“Wait!”
I glance back at the car, and see Lex gesturing for me to come over. My eyes flick up to the fifth floor window where I know my dad is definitely watching me and sigh before jogging back over.
As soon as I’m in arms distance of the car, Lex’s hand extends to gently but firmly grab my shirt collar. She hauls me towards the car, and I panic for a second, thinking I’m about to get murdered by a really cute girl, before something maybe even worse happens.
My eyes catch hers and she grins at my nerves before twisting her head to plant a kiss on my cheek. Her lips are warm and I feel some of her black lipstick leave a mark on my pale skin before she releases my shirt and I stumble onto the sidewalk out of shock.
She winks at my tomato red face and smirks. “Meet me at The Wood tomorrow to get your clothes back.”
She speeds off and I find myself questioning if there is a God because if so they're awesome right now.
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A/N I think this chapter is cute and I'm low key proud of it.
Also this is totally how me and my friends act when talking to a cute girl so this is speaking from dumbass experience.