This is my first fanfiction in years, so please be gentle.
Disclaimer: I don't own Faking It or any of its characters.
A/N: AU-ish and mature content. Inspiration: Intoxicated by Javeon.
"What the fuck, Lauren." Amy growled as she pushed a smaller blonde against the lockers, slamming her fist into a locker door next to her face. Lauren didn't even flinch at the loud noise next to her ear and kept staring Amy straight into her eyes, raising an eyebrow unimpressed.
Her eyes were as cold as ice. "That kiss might have convinced all of those idiots at our hippie commune of a high school that you and Karma are vagitarians, but you didn't convince me. I know you're pretending to be a lesbian." Lauren folded her arms over her chest.
"Pretending? Look who's talking!" Amy took a step towards Lauren, trying to intimidate her.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Lauren raised her voice and narrowed her eyes, piercing through Amy's green pools. She rested her hands on her hips.
"You know exactly what I mean." Amy said through gritted teeth, receiving a push against her chest. She staggered backwards, grabbing on to Lauren's wrist and pinning her against the lockers. She would never hurt her, she only wanted to scare her off, but Lauren would never allow anyone to walk all over her like that. Silence befell the room as they locked eyes.
The situation had escalated far too quickly, with both of them infuriated with one another. Granted they never liked each other to begin with, but this was going a bit too far.
Amy's eyes wandered down to Lauren's lips for a split second. I wonder... The overwhelming scent of Lauren's perfume settled in and it smelled sweet. Right then and there she realized how close she was to her.
Lauren felt her heartbeat accelerate and her body heat rise. The adrenaline coursed through her body as she started getting nervous. What is she...? She felt a confusing stir in her gut and gasped lightly, breaking the deafening silence.
Amy snapped out of whatever mental state she was in and jerked herself from Lauren's personal space, avoiding eye contact and immediately leaving the locker room. Both girls exhaled heavily as soon as the locker room door closed.
What the fuck. First I kiss Karma out of nowhere, in front of the whole school, and then I almost kiss Lauren?! I can't be... I can't believe... She knows. That little bitch. A million thoughts were running through her head. She covered her eyes with her hand as she tried to recollect herself and walked off home.
Amy was at war with herself. What would she do if her mother found out? What would her mother do? What the hell was Amy going to do? Why did she kiss Karma?! Am I gay? Or do I just like kissing? Do I like kissing girls? Why the hell was I drawn to Lauren of all people?! Those lips... those soft pink, beautifully curved lips... FUCK.
"We have to break up and shut this down." Amy said worried as she sat on Karma's bed. "I don't know how, but Lauren knows we're faking it."
"We just came out as a couple yesterday!" Karma protested to the idea.
"How long do we have to keep this up?" Amy gave in a little too easily.
"Only until our celebrity status at Hester High is cemented."
"Karma, we're the school's first lesbian couple. We're legends." She said trying to persuade Karma into stopping.
Karma was about to protest again, but Amy interrupted her. "I don't want my mom finding out about any of this because of that shortcake."
"Shortcake?" Karma looked at Amy quizzical.
"Lauren." Amy spat out her name like she was something gross while making a face.
Karma almost chuckled. "Well, we can't break up immediately, we at least have to pretend to be dating for a while. Just give it a few weeks and I promise we'll break up in a decent way and stay friends, and everything will be back to normal. Besides..." Karma paused. "...Liam Booker is so into the lesbian thing that if I play my cards right, we could have sex." She said excited.
"Well, let's just hope no one finds out you're cheating on me. They'd think you're a horrible person." Amy joked a little.
After depriving Lauren of her blackmail leverage at the homecoming the awkward tension between the two 'sisters' stayed for at least a week, trying to avoid eye contact at all cost until they returned to their conversations filled with snappy comebacks and sarcastic remarks. But ever since the 'locker room incident', Amy's thoughts kept wandering off. Sometimes she caught herself trailing her eyes over Lauren's body.
After all those kisses with Karma fuelling a certain hunger, she started noticing other girls around her, more like every girl. She never pursued Karma, because she was too busy getting Liam's attention and the idea of doing something much more than kissing with Karma made her squeamish. Still, she was becoming sexually frustrated and she couldn't help it. Lauren's tight outfits didn't help her either and occasionally watching 'the L Word' didn't help at all.
Amy sat at the table, eating her cereal as she couldn't help but glance at Lauren getting up from her seat from the corner of her eye. Those skirts and dresses Lauren wears have such easy access... Pull it together, for fuck sake! Amy almost choked on her cereal, receiving an eye-roll from Lauren.
"Honey, slow down." Farrah said as Amy coughed for a short moment. She took a swig of her orange juice and her mother averted her attention back to Bruce. Amy couldn't help but eye Lauren across the kitchen, cleaning her bowl, and then her eyes fell down her body again. I have got to stop doing that! Amy thought as she rolled her eyes and almost slammed down her glass on the table. She quickly cleared the space at the table where she sat and walked over to the sink to clean her dishes. Lauren just stood against the counter next to the sink, drinking her juice and eyeing Amy with disapproval from time to time as she passed her and came to a halt beside her.
"Would you look at the time? Bruce, honey, we have to get going!" Farrah said melodically to her fiancée. Bruce nodded concurring as he downed his coffee.
"Where are you going?" Lauren asked as Amy turned her head towards her mother, resting a hand on the counter.
"Well, your father is taking me away for a surprise weekend. Didn't we tell you?" Farrah said wondering if she had mentioned it or not as she looked at Lauren.
"No?" Amy responded with a raised eyebrow as she couldn't believe what she was hearing. I have to spend the whole weekend alone with Lauren?!
"Oh. Well, we won't be too far away now. Call us if anything happens and we'll be back on Monday, okay?" Farrah said as she and Bruce stood up from their seats, ready to leave.
"O-kay..." Amy mumbled as she furrowed her brow.
"Bye, girls!" Farrah and Bruce shouted from the front door before slamming it shut.
"Bye!" Lauren said plainly. "Stop looking at me."
Amy startled as she got caught in the act. "You wish I was looking at you."
"Liar." Lauren peered towards Amy from the corner of her eye and left the kitchen, strutting her way towards the stairway. She could feel Amy's eyes on her as her lips slowly curled into a small smile, swaying her hips on purpose.
After Lauren left the room Amy looked down at her baggy pants hanging low on her hips and sighed frustrated. "Stop it." She hissed at her groin.
Later that night Amy sat on the couch, zapping through the TV shows, bored out of her mind. She heard Lauren come down the stairs with her distinctive stiletto heel wearing sound. She looked up to see Lauren, checking her out from head to toe. She was wearing quite a tight outfit, a royal blue high waist short skirt with a matching sleeveless checked blouse and white ankle boots. Her gold chain necklace, matching bracelet and earrings gave Amy the impression that she was going out. Damn. She thought and quickly looked back at the TV screen.
As Lauren tied her hair into a high ponytail, she could feel Amy's eyes on her once again. My, she's easy. She smiled half a smile as she glanced across the living room to Amy sitting laid back on the couch. "I'm going out. I'll be home late." Lauren called nonchalant as she put on her white denim jacket while walking through the doorway.
"Whatever!" Amy managed to yell after her just as nonchalant before Lauren slammed the door shut. Lauren hesitated before walking to her car as an image of Amy ran through her mind, with her tight black racer back top, red plaid blouse hanging open and her baggy jeans hanging low on her hips as her black belt kept it in place. She shook it off and walked to her car to leave.
Amy sighed, turned off the TV and turned on her cell phone. Since Karma was spending the weekend with Liam she couldn't hang out with her, but then again she didn't feel like watching something on Netflix for the rest of the night. She searched for Shane's number and dialled it.
"Well, well, well." Shane said as he answered his phone.
"Before you say anything, it's Saturday night and I want to go out." Amy said blunt.
"My baby's growing up." Shane dramatically pretended to choke on tears.
"Shut up." Amy chuckled.
"Well, rumour has it there's a super secret underground dance party going on."
"Sure, pick me up?"
"I'm on my way." Shane said joyous.
Amy hung up the phone and decided to change her outfit as she stood up from the couch and made her way up the stairs. Once in her room, she opened up her closet and started rummaging through her clothes and shoes. A pair of distressed denim jeans flew across her bedroom and landed on her bed, followed by a brown worn out leather jacket she found in the back of her closet and her matching brown leather combat boots. She sighed content as she closed her closet and turned around while tying her hair into a ponytail before changing her clothes.
Ten minutes later the door bell rang and Amy ran down the stairs to open the door.
"Hey, girlfriend!" Shane greeted his friend happily and hugged her. He pushed her off of him to take a look at her outfit. "Wow! Did you pick this out yourself?" He said impressed as he placed a hand on his chest.
"Hey and yes, I did." She chuckled. "Now, shut up and let's go." Amy smiled as she softly punched Shane on his arm.
"Oh, someone's eager to go out." Shane nudged Amy as they left her house.
Amy put on a thoughtful face before she got in Shane's car. "You know, I feel like getting a little bit drunk."
"What?" Shane stretched out the word in awe. "Have we met? I'm Shane, SO nice to meet you!"
Amy laughed at his remark. "Quit it."
Right after Shane started the car she turned to face him. "Do I really look good in this outfit?" She asked a bit insecure.
Shane's eyes rolled dramatically. "Are you kidding me? If you were a guy, I'd totally hook up with you in that outfit. Don't worry!" He reassured her. "Wait, why are you so insecure?" He gasped. "Are you looking to hook up with someone?" His eyes glistened.
"Maybe." Amy shrugged her shoulders and looked away. "We'll see." A small grin appeared on her lips.
Shane's jaw dropped for a second, and then his expression quickly changed in a wide smile. "We are gonna have SO much fun tonight." He said full of confidence as he started the car and left the drive way.