After wandering around campus for a little while, just trying to find someone- anyone else to get a ride from, I was exhausted. I'd been walking around for hours! I couldn't call Rosita or any of Nicole's friends because, well, let's face it, they were probably pissed at me for breaking Nicole's heart. Hell, I was pissed at myself for breaking Nicole's heart, but I was more pissed at Wynonna for leaving me with no way to get back home.
I tried Jeremy, but he was busy; like, elbows deep in a science project busy. Plus, apparently his car wasn't working? I didn't really know for sure, all I knew was that I had absolutely no choice but to ask Nicole for help. Wynonna really must've thought this through. I mean, I didn't even have enough money for a Lyft!
I huffed, slipping my phone into my pocket before making my way through to the building Nicole's dorm was in. I took a deep breath, muttering over and over to myself that it was gonna be okay. This was okay. Just knock on her door and ask her for a ride home, that's all. That's all...
And yet it seemed like the most complicated thing ever.
When I got to Nicole's dorm, I almost turned around and left. My heart was beating out of my chest... How was I supposed to just show up and ask her for a ride after what I said to her the last time I was here?
I straightened up and cleared my throat, raising my hand to knock on the door. I waited a few seconds after actually knocking, chewing on my bottom lip nervously until the door opened. Nicole stood there, wearing a tank top and pajama pants, her eyes wide as she stared at me.
"Um... Hi," was all I managed to get out, immediately looking down at the ground to avoid making eye contact with her any longer.
"Hi," she responded, her voice soft and quiet. "What are you doing here?" She was confused, and understandably so.
I sighed, building up the courage to look at her again. "Wynonna tricked me. She told me we were going for a drive, but instead she drove me here and locked me out of the car as soon as I got out and then she drove away and just left me here, so I need a ride home... If you have time."
Nicole scoffed, furrowing her eyebrows. "We're not even on speaking terms, Waverly. You couldn't ask anybody else?" She was pissed. Of course she was pissed... But God, I missed the way she said my name.
"I tried, okay? You weren't exactly my first choice." I felt bad for saying that, but it was true! I'd tried my best to avoid having to ask Nicole for a reason. "I really do need a ride, though."
Nicole looked at me for a few seconds, her glare softening and turning into just a gaze. Fuck, I missed her. I really did. We maintained eye contact for almost two minutes before Nicole huffed and gave a shrug.
"Fine. I'll give you a ride home," she sighed, turning around and closing the door behind her, disappearing into her dorm.
I stood outside, fidgeting as I waited for her to come back out. When she did, she was wearing a jacket, and she'd changed into a pair of jeans and put some shoes on. She held her keys in her hand, closing the door as she exited the room.
I swallowed hard, immediately backing up and looking away from her. "Are- are you sure? I don't wanna bother you," I insisted.
Nicole shook her head as she locked the door, letting out a soft sigh. "Yeah, why not? Besides, it's a little late for that."
When she said that, I felt really bad. I'd bothered her, and for what? Just because Wynonna was messing around and left me? It wasn't Nicole's fault so why punish her?
"No, seriously, I can just keep asking around. It's fine, Nicole." I couldn't let her do this after knowing I'd bothered her. It felt extremely selfish.
Nicole rolled her eyes. "I said it's too late. Let's just get this over with and get you home, alright? There's no need to draw this out any more than it needs to be."
I didn't blame her for wanting to get it over with; I wouldn't wanna deal with this shit either. So instead of arguing, I followed Nicole out to her car. Nicole walked briskly, her legs taking long strides. She didn't slow down for me, and didn't look back to make sure I was following.
It was so odd, being with Nicole after everything. She was distant and cold, and honestly, I didn't blame her. After everything that was said; weeks of ignoring her, making her feel like shit... I'd hate me, too. We got to her car and she unlocked the doors, climbing into the driver's seat while I rushed around to the passenger's side.
I got in and cleared my throat as we buckled our seatbelts. "Thank you for taking me home," I spoke, looking over at Nicole. I tried to speak in the nicest voice I could manage without sounding patronizing.
"Yeah, sure." Nicole's reply was quick and blunt, her eyes avoiding me as she started the car and waited for it to warm up. "Just... don't ask again."
I stayed quiet when she said that because I didn't know why I would ask her again, but I didn't wanna argue with anything she said. When she started driving, I didn't speak, I just sat there with my hands in my lap, staring out the window. The silence would've been comfortable, had I not done what I did, but it was extremely unnerving. I wanted to hear her voice, and I hated that I'd ruined things.
After half an hour of sitting in silence, I decided to speak, turning my head to look at Nicole. "How have you been?" I asked her.
Nicole sighed heavily and shrugged. "Fine," she responded. She didn't wanna talk. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea...
"Just fine?" I asked, deciding to press her a bit. Maybe if I get her to talk more, things will get better?
"Yes, Waverly. Can we not talk, please?" Nicole snapped, her hands gripping the steering wheel.
I flinched, swallowing hard as I processed what just happened. "I- I'm sorry. I just-"
"You just what? You thought you could break my heart and then come back ask for a ride home and everything would just fine and dandy?" Nicole glanced over at me, and for the first time since I'd knocked on her door, I actually looked her in her eyes. I didn't see anger, I saw pain. She was hurt. Of course she was.
"I'm sorry," I told her, tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't know what else I was supposed to say. "I know I fucked up, okay? Especially with coming to you for help tonight, but honestly, Nicole, I wouldn't have come to you if I had a choice."
Nicole stayed silent for a while, her eyes remaining locked on the road for the next hour. This was harder than I thought.
"What happened? After we broke up?" I asked her softly, not looking in her direction.
"Why are you asking?" Nicole scoffed, her tone full of irritation.
"Because," I responded. I didn't want to tell her that I wanted to know how badly I'd hurt her. It was only fair to ask.
"Because why? Since when do you give a shit?" Nicole's tone was harsh this time; sharp.
She was really upset with me, and I wanted to be angry about her assumption, but I realized that... it wasn't an assumption. She truly believed that I didn't give a shit because that's what I showed her. I showed her that I couldn't care less about her feelings by ignoring her for the amount of time that I did. I was the one who made an assumption about her. I assumed that her dancing with a friend who wanted to sleep with her meant that she wanted to sleep with that friend.
"Can we pull over somewhere? I don't care where, just- just pull over please." I needed to explain myself, and I didn't wanna do it while we were driving. I couldn't do it while we were driving.
"Waverly, I'm supposed to be driving you home. I am not pulling over," Nicole refused, shaking her head.
"I don't care. Pull over somewhere," I insisted firmly. This needed to happen one way or another.
Nicole sighed heavily and did as I said, exiting the highway to pull over in a quiet area. She didn't seem too keen on what was happening, but I couldn't keep this to myself any longer. She needed to hear what I had to say. Unless that was me being incredibly selfish and she really didn't care at this point. Either way, I was about to unload a lot of shit on her.
Once we were stopped and parked, I took a deep breath. "Okay," I sighed. "I do care about what happened after we broke up. I may not have showed it or reached out, but I was always thinking about you and I was beating myself up because I was torn between thinking I did the right thing and knowing I'd made a mistake." I watched her expression while I spoke, checking for any changes. A tinge of something- anything. There was a slight change in her eyes, but she looked away before I could tell what it was.
"Why wouldn't you let me explain myself?" Nicole asked quietly, looking out the windshield. "It was like you didn't have faith in me anymore. You just... believed I'd really do something like that. Especially to you."
Those words stung because I knew Nicole had loved me more than anything. She always made that abundantly clear when we were together, and I saw her dance with another girl once and immediately assumed she was cheating.
"I was upset that you were dancing with her like that... We've never danced like that before, and you left me at that party to go drink with your friends. I was understanding about that part, but when I went looking for you and found you with her, I jumped to conclusions. I should've let you explain, I know that, but I had a right to be upset." I genuinely believed that I overreacted, but it wasn't for no reason. Nicole was letting another girl grind on her, I should be allowed to be upset about that.
"I was drunk, Waverly," Nicole insisted, finally looking at me. She wanted to explain herself, and this is what she was gonna go with? Oh, hell no.
"I'm sorry, but is that an excuse? I don't give a fuck if you were drunk. I was your girlfriend, not Jolene," I snapped at her. I knew I'd made a mistake but what Nicole was not about to do was try and excuse her actions instead of explaining herself. "I want an explanation, not an excuse." I knew I was probably being unfair, but if she really wanted to explain herself, I would give her a chance. I just didn't wanna hear any of this "I was drunk" crap.
Nicole shook her head, huffing at my response and looking away. "Okay, I don't have an explanation other than that. I made a mistake and I was literally fucking excommunicated for it. It was a drunken mistake, and I had no intention of sleeping with Jolene. I swear," she told me.
Well, it wasn't an explanation, but at least she'd admitted that she made a mistake. The real issue, though, was that while Nicole had no intention of sleeping with Jolene, Jolene had every intention of trying to sleep with Nicole, which was why she should've been careful.
"You may not have intended to sleep with her, but she wanted to sleep with you. It was the whole reason she did that in the first place." I wasn't telling her what I really wanted to say. "When I saw her grinding on you like that... I wanted to slap her. Hard and repeatedly. I've never wanted to hurt someone like that bef- Well, that's not true. I punched Tiffany," I stopped, looking down in thought.
"And threw your shoe at her," Nicole added with a smile, chuckling at the memory. She remembered that day as well as I did. It was the first time I'd felt her arms around me, and from that moment on, I wanted to feel them around me all the time.
I looked at Nicole and almost melted at the sight of her smiling at me. "Do you remember our first time? When I told you I'd been waiting since the first time we kissed?"
Nicole nodded, her eyes softening as she looked at me. "Of course I do," she responded.
I swallowed as I got ready for the big confession I was about to make. There was no way she'd be uncomfortable with this; we'd dated for two years, there was hardly anything either of us could say that would make things awkward. "I lied about that... I'd actually been waiting since the first time we hung out. I used to... fantasize about you after the first time our hands touched. Your hands were so much softer than Champ's..."
We were closer now, our faces a few inches apart, and I could feel my heart racing. At some point while I was talking, we'd started leaning towards each other and I hadn't even noticed it.
"I just... wanted to feel them... all over my body. I actually almost touched myself while thinking about you," I whispered. Our faces were even closer now, our noses almost touching.
"Almost?" Nicole questioned, her voice low. It was a lustful tone I'd grown very familiar with.
"Wynonna interrupted me," I answered.
She chuckled and I could feel her breath on my lips. "Of course she did."
"I'm so sorry," I let out, suddenly wanting to apologize for everything I'd said and done during our break up but also wanting very badly to kiss her until my lips hurt.
"We can talk about it later," Nicole responded.
All I could muster was a nod in response and next thing I knew, her lips were pressed against mine in a passionate kiss. I moaned immediately, kissing her back without any hesitation. I put my hands on the back of her neck as I felt hers on the back of mine, our lips connecting almost hungrily. We pulled away after a few minutes, our foreheads pressed against each other as we breathed quite heavily.
"I missed you so much," I breathed. And I really did. She felt like home; like a piece of me had been missing this entire time and I just got put back together.
"I missed you, too."
Her lips were on mine again, our hands tugging on each other's clothes. My heart was pounding and my breathing grew heavier the more we began to touch each other. It felt so surreal, yet so comfortable; it was like no time had passed. I'd forgotten about the break up, about everything that happened, and we were just here... together. It was just the two of us, and that was the way it was meant to be.
I pulled away and unbuckled my seat belt, Nicole quickly following suit, before climbing into her lap, which is just as difficult as it sounds. I may be small, but I could barely move back without accidentally honking the horn (which did happen a couple of times). We stayed in the driver's seat for a few minutes, just kissing and grabbing at each other until we decided it was too uncomfortable. I suggested that Nicole move the seat back, but she thought it was a much better idea to get in the back seat.
In retrospect, it might've been a better idea to do something like this not in a car?
Either way, I climbed into the back seat and Nicole look at me and then looked around at the dimensions of the car.
She looked back at me, her eyes just barely visible in the darkness of the car. "Take your jeans off," she told me, and I nodded, doing as she said.
I unbuttoned my jeans before unzipping them and pushing them down my hips. This was so much more difficult to do in the backseat of a car, but it would've been way more difficult to do in the front seat for sure. I eventually got them off, though, leaving them on the floor behind the driver's seat.
"Are you okay with this?" Nicole asked as she began to climb into the backseat to join me.
"Absolutely," I responded as Nicole settled her body between my legs. Her hips fit perfectly, and oh my god, I love this so much.
Nicole leaned down and kissed me softly before pushing herself back up and looking at me. Being this close to her, I could see her features somewhat clearer than before, but it was still quite dark. Even in the dark, though, Nicole was still extremely beautiful.
One of her hands traveled down, her fingers lightly tracing the hem of my underwear. She leaned down and kissed my cheek, trailing the kisses closer and closer to my ear.
Without any other words, Nicole's hand moved down and I felt her fingers immediately start playing with me, rubbing my slit up and down. We both let out moans into each other's ears, and I closed my eyes, letting the sensation her fingers were giving me go through my body, and it was... amazing. Nicole slipped her fingers inside before pushing them in and out slowly, moving her hips in the same rhythm of her hand.
"Oh god. Just.. just like that," I moaned, my fingers brushing through her hair. She pushed her fingers deeper and curled them, causing me to buck my hips against her, moaning louder. "Oh, Nicole."
"You like that, Wave?" Nicole asked, her breath warm and heavy as she continued to push her fingers in and out, faster and hard.
"Y-yeah. Oh, don't stop. Keep- keep going." I was panting, my hips moving against her as she kept going, her fingers pushing inside of me.
"I missed you so much, baby. Fuck, you feel so good," Nicole moaned in my ear, and just hearing that sent a wave of pleasure through my body, accompanying the pleasure she was already giving me.
"Call me that again," I breathed. "Talk to me, please." I needed to hear her voice more to make up for the amount of time we'd spent apart.
"I missed fucking you, baby. You're so sexy," Nicole whispered.
She continued talking to me, whispering and moaning things into my ear as well as planting soft kisses all over my neck and jawline. She made me feel so good...
"Oh, I love you. I love you so much. I missed you, Waverly."
Those words in particular hit differently than the other words. Those words made me feel the best.
"Oh, my god. I'm gonna come, Nicole. Don't... don't stop. Oh, fuck—" I moaned loudly as I felt myself climax, waves of pleasure flowing through my entire body, making me tremble as I came all over Nicole's fingers.
She moaned as she slowed down, pushing her fingers deep inside of me one last time. God, it felt amazing. She pulled them out once I'd relaxed and raised them to her lips. I watched her as she opened her mouth and licked her fingers clean, a lustful glint in her eyes as she did so.
"That's so hot," I told her, smiling as she finished.
She chuckled and then leaned closer, brushing her nose against mine. "You're hot. I loved feeling you come all over my fingers... the way your pussy felt... So warm and wet." She kissed me softly and I moaned against her lips, pulling her closer.
We kissed for a few minutes, our bodies moving against each other. I decided to unbutton her pants and try to push them down, which signaled her to pull back and try to help me.
"Take them off. Your underwear too," I told her, lifting my butt to push down my own underwear.
Nicole realized what I was doing and nodded, quickly attempting to do what I'd said, taking her shoes off and struggling to push her jeans down.
"This is a lot more difficult to do in a car," Nicole breathed when she got her jeans down her knees.
I chuckled, tugging on her shirt to get her attention as I started to touch myself, letting her know that I was waiting. "Come on, I did it. It wasn't that difficult," I teased her.
Nicole looked at me and saw what I was doing and bit down on her bottom lip, smiling. "You're so sexy," she spoke, pulling her jeans off of her legs and then shifting herself.
She sat up on her knees and pushed her underwear down before straddling one of my legs. She lowered herself and I felt her vulva press against my leg while her leg pressed against my own. We both moaned as soon as we felt each other, instinctively pressing ourselves into each other more and more.
We eventually got into a rhythm, grinding against each other, panting and moaning into each other's ears. It felt so good to be with her like this... So close to her. I wish we were in a location where we could be even closer, but these were the circumstances. Either way, this was kind of hot...
Nicole's hips started moving faster, her breathing getting heavier and her moans were coming out... not strangled, but kind of strained? Like she was trying really hard to be quiet, but the pleasure was too much. Hearing and feeling her pushed me to the edge and I felt myself getting closer to orgasm. I reached down and grabbed Nicole's ass, pulling her against me, encouraging her to go faster.
"Fuck, Waves, I'm gonna cum," Nicole moaned, keeping the rhythm.
"I want you to. Cum all over my thigh, Nicole."
I leaned up and kissed Nicole's neck before biting down on her skin, causing her entire body to tense up, and just as she came, my phone started ringing.
"Wha- Oh, fuck-" Nicole cried out.
"Oh, my god," I moaned, my body tensing up as I came hard against Nicole.
We both slowed down, riding out our orgasms as my phone continued ringing.
"Grab- grab my phone," I told her, and she reached for my pants, pulling my phone out of the back pocket and looking at it. "Who is it?" I asked her.
"Wynonna," she answered, handing it to me.
I sighed heavily and took it from her and quickly answered it, pressed it to my ear.
"Hey, Wynonna. What's up?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.
"Someone's calmed down... Why do you sound out of breath?" Wynonna asked, sounding amused.
"No reason. I am still pissed at you for leaving me here, ya know," I told her, watching as Nicole pushed herself up off of me and pulled her underwear back up.
"Yeah, well," Wynonna replied. "You almost back yet? I'm assuming you finally grew the lady balls to ask Nicole for a ride."
"Lady balls?" I scoffed, smiling a bit. "Yes, I asked her. We're leaving now."
"Barely? It's been— You horny bitches! You guys have been fucking, haven't you?"
"I-" I looked at Nicole, who looked very confused. "No. No, we... we've just been talking, ya know? Working things out."
"Mhm, yeah, okay. Just get home, alright?"
"Alright. See you soon," I sighed.
Wynonna hung up and I looked at Nicole with a small smile before pulling my underwear up and starting to put my pants back on.
"She knew, didn't she?" Nicole asked softly.
"Yeah," I answered. Wynonna always knew.
Nicole chuckled quietly. "Of course she did," she sighed.
I buttoned my jeans and looked back up at her. I reached up and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, my eyes scanning her face. I caressed her cheek, before brushing my thumb over her lips.
"I missed you," I told her, looking into her eyes.
Her eyes softened and she took my hand in hers. "I missed you too," she replied. We leaned forward and pressed our foreheads together. "You're gonna have a lot of making up to do, though."
I chuckled. "Yeah, I know... Don't worry, I'll try my best to make it up to you."
Nicole kissed me softly and we stayed like that for a good few seconds before she pulled away again and smiled.
"Happy birthday, Wave. I had a present all ready to give you but it's kind of in my dorm right now, so I don't have it right now but-"
I kissed her, cutting off her sentence in the middle of it. When I pulled away, I looked at her and shook my head. "Don't worry about it, okay? You're all I could ask for."
Nicole had been all I'd wanted this entire day, and I got her back... I was beyond happy, and there was nothing else anybody could give me.
Nicole smiled at me and then nodded towards the front seat. "Come on, let's go."
We finished putting any remaining clothes back on before getting back into the front seat and starting our drive back home.
A/N: Yo! I'm so sorry this chapter took so long to finish, but here it is! I hope you think it's good, the ending was a *bit* rushed.
I hope you enjoy!