The cigarette Laura was holding had finished and she didn't even notice.
The night was slightly hot, but a nice breeze made it better, although she wasn't really enjoying it because her mind was travelling a hundred miles an hour and she seemed unable to stop it.
She was standing in a rather dark alley, behind the bar she had gotten out of, trying to escape from the situation as far as she could. She physically needed to get out.
Laura was feeling as though a tidal wave of emotions was ripping through her. She felt scared because she realized what happened was really hot, but what made her bolt was that she really enjoyed it.
That kiss managed to turn her world upside down and left her actually confused.
It was, certainly, not the first time she had kissed Taylor; they have had tons of scenes together that involved kissing each other. They had even seen one another naked, so that's why she couldn't understand why this particular chaste kiss made her feel a different kind of flutters.
"Shit," she hissed as the butt of the cigarette burned slightly her finger before she tossed it away, angrily.
Prepon had always been sure about her sexuality. The mere possibility of having feelings for another women, had never really crossed her mind, although she was always respectful about people's preferences.
She never really cared about them, until now. For some reason, it struck her in that instant that Taylor dated other woman. It had never bothered her at all, but now she couldn't stop thinking about it.
Her soliloquy continued, as her heart rate and breathing increased. She had ended a long relationship relatively recently. To be fair, she was finally starting to heal and just recently began casually dating again, although there was no one in particular at the moment.
Laura was having a hard time trying to understand the rush of adrenaline and the confluence of all this emotions at the same time. Part of her knew why she was scared, but her heteronormative part kept her from the truth.
She felt the need to escape because she loved it. But her common sense told her there was no way that what she thought could happen will actually happen.
About 20 minutes had passed since she excused herself and had gone out. She didn't smoke, but she did it this time because she was too shaken. The brunette looked at her watch and thought that someone would come out soon to see if everything was okay.
Laura dreaded that moment because she felt she was not ready to face Taylor again.
"Laur?" A soft voice sounded behind her back and her heart raced again. What she had been dreading, finally happened. She could recognize that voice everywhere.
Laura took a deep breath and turned around, putting on her best resting face and arched her brow questioningly.
"Is everything okay? You've been out here too long... we're waiting for you," Taylor asked with a toothy smile, unaware of Laura's state.
She didn't reply immediately and stared at her co-star attentively. Taylor furrowed her brow and put her hand on Laura's shoulder, asking her again "Hey, are you okay?"
The taller woman froze at the contact and wondered why Taylor must be so touchy all the time, how does that not make her uncomfortable?
She cleared her throat and replied cooly "Yeah, Tay, sorry. Just enjoying the fresh air," as she offered a practiced smile.
Taylor squinted at her and pressed "You sure you're okay?" still touching her shoulder and with an expression of concern.
"Yeah, totally," Laura scoffed to make her reply more convincing. But in reality, her mind was overload with all kinds of thoughts.
"Okay," Taylor breathed and leaned in closer to her friend, kissing her softly on the cheek.
Laura's heart was pounding in her ears and her ability to think straight had abandoned her the moment those soft, pink lips had caressed her burning skin. She froze again trying to calm herself to properly reply to her blonde friend.
"We'll wait for you inside, whenever you're ready," she announced softly before turning around to enter the bar again.
"I hope you can stop thinking too much and just do whatever you like," Taylor told her without turning around to look at her, right before closing the door behind her.
"She fucking knows! She felt it too." Laura thought slightly touching with her long fingers the spot that still burned, where Taylor's lips had just been.
It may have been the alcohol, it may have been herself, she didn't know what to make of it but she was left there outside, confused and trembling at the warm touch of Taylor Schilling.
Hello, I'm reposting this story because for some reason, it got deleted ans I took the chance to edit it. Some changes needed to be done. I hope you enjoyed.