(Ava's POV)
Dinner with Evelyn was nice. I wouldn't dare to call it a date though. I need to get Sara out of my head, swap the feelings I have for her somehow, turn them into friendship. My ex-girlfriend walked back in my life just in time to do that. The thing is this is getting harder than I thought. The ultimate solution would be to leave, go back to LA and continue with my life... but I can't. I can't leave her, I need her close to me. That's so fucking scary for a person like me. She turns down all the guards, all my shields. With her I can't be the frozen Ava, the tough Ava, the unharmed Ava. With her I am vulnerable. And seems I like that. Damn I need to call Nora.
I grab my phone and see I have new messages:
First I read the one from Sara, Hey Spicy Blonde I'll pick you up at 3.
I think for a bit but can't remember any meeting planned for today with Sara. Anyway I like the idea of seeing her, and also to see she keeps calling me that way. I smile like an idiot and reply with a simple Yes.
Moving on to the next message I see it's Nora's, asking why the hell I don't pick up her calls or call her back. I quickly write a message saying I am about to call her soon.
The last message is from Evelyn. I sigh, she has been texting way too much for the past 24 hours. The message read, I had an amazing date with you, I missed you! Let's meet again today? I sighed again, louder this time. I made it clear that it wasn't a date, but Evelyn wouldn't get it. Of course it is mostly my fault for allowing her close to me again though.
Checking the time I see there's enough time to work on my new song before Sara arrives, but first I should give Nora that call.
"Thank God, Ava, where the hell were you? I have been calling, you know?" Nora greeted on the phone, agitated.
"I'm sorry Nor" I said. My tone called Nora's attention.
"What's wrong?" The blonde asked, her voice now soft.
"I can't help you anymore Nor, I am so sorry... I can't make Sara fall for me and leave my brother... I can't do it because that's what I want the most right now" I said finally letting my feelings go.
"What do you mean?" Nora was confused.
"I am falling in love with her, Nora. I can't hurt her, I just can't" Tears were sliding down my cheeks, acknowledging my feelings as I spoke.
Silence reigned on the other side of the call, I closed my eyes expecting the worst. Nora was angry, I knew it.
"Fuck you, Best friend" She said, and with that she hung up on me.
(Sara's POV)
I can't stop thinking about Ava's song. I wonder if she is writing it about me, about us. I know I am hoping she is. Ever since I've met her we have this connection, I never want to lose it. It feels special.
Lately I find myself thinking about her, looking forward to meeting her, enjoying our time together. And I smile way more when I am with her than when I am with Ray. Part of me is feeling guilty about that... well a big part of me. I am getting married to Ray in 3 months, I was sure this was the right choice. But now... I've tasted Ava's lips, I've shared things with her and it's inevitable to compare them.
Also ever since the last big fight with Ray, we haven't been the same couple. We have less conversations, less laughter and less time together. In the beginning we decided I would be the one taking care of the wedding plan because he would be busy working... but he even forgets to ask me how it is going sometimes...
For these reasons and others I can't describe with words, I decided to try a step forward with Ava. Yes I feel guilty, yes I am a bad fiancée and yes maybe even childish. However, I can't let that hold me back. I want to be happy and follow my heart. I can deal with those bad feelings when it's time.
A soft knock on the passenger's window of my car tells me Ava was already there. She opens the door and got inside.
"Hi Sara" She says, and kisses my cheek. I feel shivers of delight.
"Hi Ava, everything alright?" I ask, because I thought I saw signs of crying on her face.
"Everything alright" She answers with a smile. It seems genuine. "Where are we going?"
"Home" I reply, driving already.
"Your apartment? But Ray?" Ava looked confused. I couldn't help giggling at the last question.
"He is not there today. I need you to help me with something" I explain.
Some minutes went by and we were silent. I desperately thought of some topic to talk about and found it, "Oh and by the way! I love how the new flowers look on your balcony!" I said. And it worked, because the conversation flowed warm again until we got to destination.
(Ava's POV)
Sara and Ray's apartment was bigger than I thought, or at least it looked bigger because the furniture had been moved aside to make space in the living room. Sara insisted on showing me around and I had to accept, even though I really wanted to avoid seeing the bed Saraa and my brother shared.
After the mini tour she offered me something to eat, I noticed she was a bit nervous, almost funny. It reminded me of tipsy Sara at my parents' house, and I addressed to that with the nickname.
"Breathe, Sweet Lips! And tell me what you need help with" I smirk when her eyes meet mine in reaction.
Determination suddenly took over her, just as if she had put herself together. "I want you to help me dance" She says.
"What?" I of course didn't understand. I thought Sara knew how to dance. "I thought you knew how to dance" I say.
"Well... I am kinda clumsy when I dance with a partner... and I need to do slow dancing at the wedding" She says. When the last word left her lips I felt a punch in my stomach. She must have noticed because she quickly jokes, "I don't want Ray to scream because I broke his toes"
I smile and nod, surprisingly shy. Ava Sharpe feeling shy, oh my God.
She grabbed a remote and turned on the music, then left it on the table again.
Sara reached out to hold my hand and walked me to the centre of the living room. My head was flying, with the music as background the scene seemed a dream.
She stepped closer to me, our bodies touching. Her arms were on my shoulders and mine found their place on her waist. I have danced like this with so many women, I have been in the same situation even with no clothes on. But this... I was shaking like jelly swallowing hard and moving like a robot. Her eyes fixed on mine almost left me without air. God she is so beautiful, I thought.
"Ava I..." She whispers, taking me out of my thoughts.
I wait but she doesn't continue. Then her eyes leave mine, looking defeated.
"Hey" I whisper this time, lifting her chin gently to make our eyes meet again. "Tell me"
Her eyes were filling with tears but she shook her head, again putting herself together with determination, "I like you. A lot" She finally says. We stopped dancing without noticing, but we kept the same position, very close.
"But... my brother..." That, ladies and gentlemen, is the only thing I say, out of all things. Yes.
"I know, I know it's not right" Sara says, again defeated. She tries to step back but I hold her tight. This surprises her and makes her look in my eyes again.
I didn't give it a thought, I just followed my impulse and kissed her. I kissed her with all my heart, and she kissed me back. Before I could realize, she was cupping my cheek and we kissed deeply until we nearly fainted due to lack of air.
I looked at her, still holding her close, with a bright smile. And she kissed me again.
Everything felt perfect, magical.