All About Us
*Carmilla's POV*
What did you just do, Carmilla? You honestly had no intention to kiss Laura. It just happened, like something you can't explain. One moment you're looking at her like she's the most important being in the universe, the one that holds every secret. The next minute, you're kissing her. You're kissing her and you're not sure how you should be feeling. Sad? Happy? Angry? Confused?
Yes. Confused. That's the one. You're confused. While your lips are pressed against hers, your best friend's lips, you're not moving. You keep as still as possible for fear of startling her. Suppose that's already happened now hasn't it? What's there to hold back now? You could go for it. Well, you've technically already went for it. What else is there to do? You could start moving your lips against hers the way you imagine she'd want you to. But you're not sure if she wants you to. She's not pulling away, as if she wants you just as much as you want her. She's also not making any further movements, hinting at the possibility that she doesn't want this. That all this was just a huge mistake.
The thought of Laura completely rejecting you is terrifying enough without the notion that she hasn't moved forward or back. You're both just standing there, almost frozen in time. Like statues, but less breath taking. More.....awkward.
You try to think back to how this all could have started. How you ended up in the girls locker room at your high school homecoming, kissing your best friend against the door. Possibly the least romantic way to have your first kiss. Of course when you finally pull away from her after what felt like centuries, when in reality it was a mere 30 seconds, you understand everything. Looking into her eyes, they're not worried, scared, or upset. The're not angry, rejecting, or negative. They're inviting and warm. They're longing and welcoming. They're just what you'd hoped you'd see.
In her eyes you can see the very moment you started to develop something for her. The moment you knew everything was changing, and fast.
The both of you were only aged 7 years. A young age to notice any romantic feelings you could possibly have for someone, and yet, there you were watching in awe as your best friend was showing you how effortlessly she could climb across the monkey bars. She reached the other end and hopped down as if she was a professional gymnast. So proud of herself for being able to swing across a whole 8 bars without dropping. She looked to you with just pride and amusement that you felt stuck in that one place.
She looked at you as if the stars were made in your eyes and it felt as if nothing else mattered in the world but you and her in that exact moment. Rather grown up thoughts for a girl so young. One that has no concept of love or infatuation. Just the limited knowledge that this girl was something special to her and that she never wanted to let go of her.
As you both grew up and started going through changes, you stayed closely linked with one another. "Never leaving each other's side" as they would say. But in your case it was true. There wasn't a day you two didn't spend without the other. Laura's father hadn't even paid it a second though. You assumed he was just an oblivious adult seeing you and Laura's relationship as nothing more that close friends. While that was very true, right now, in this very moment, the thought of you and Laura ever going back to the way things used to be seemed almost impossible.
You have to say something. Anything to beak this silence lingering so heavily in the air between the two of you. It was almost suffocating. Laura is the first one to speak up, breaking the awkward silence.
"Ummm..." she started.
"Should we just-"
"Yeah, yeah." she agreed, shaking her head.
Exactly two steps. You're stepping backwards and it only takes two steps until you trip and fall flat on your ass. Smooth, Karnstein, smooth. You're lying there, cursing yourself for being such a clutz at the worst possible time.
"Fucking shit!" you mutter under your breath. You fell a lot harder than you thought. That's definitely gonna leave a bruise. Oh well. You've had worse before. Bruises are nothing new to you. Really the only thing to pull you out of your trance right now is the concerned look on Laura's face as she's *trying* to help you to your feet.
"Are you okay?!" Laura said, brushing loose hair from your face. God, she looks so beautiful right now. Oh my fuck, Carm. Snap out of it.
"Yeah, I'm just fine." that was a lie. You're in so much pain you find it impossible to even breathe right now. But you would rather tell her you're fine and go the rest of the nice in excruciating pain than let her see you in such a weak state.
"Good...because I wanted to, uh, do....this..."
"Wha-" you couldn't even finish your sentence before she had you backed up against the wall, fingers raking themselves through your hair, her lips claiming yours this time.
At first you were in complete shock. Shock because your lips are once again pressed against each other's and also because you found where the bruise is. Damn that hurts. But who the fuck cares?? Laura Hollis just shoved you against the wall and is currently moving her lips against yours in a way you could've never known she knew how to. That's when you realize you haven't even moved. Laura seemed to have noticed as well because she pulls back. It's tragic really. Why did she have to end it? Oh, oh yeah.
"Why aren't you moving?" She questions through little breaths.
Instead of answering her you thought it'd be a hell of a lot nicer to just kiss her again. just kiss her and forget about the stabbing pain shooting down your back. You put on a little smirk and shake your head as your hand wraps around the back of her neck, pulling her into you so effortlessly. Her hands fly up to grip your arms so hard, you feel like there's gonna be bruises there to match the one on your butt.
You decide that now seems like the perfect time to do a little experimenting with your tongue. Needless to say, the sound coming from Laura's throat was enough to keep you going. Well, that was until Laura's friend Perry walked in, dropping the cup of fruit punch onto the floor. The look on her face was nothing less that surprised mixed with shock and even more surprise.
"Oh."