CHAPTER 7 – Finally!

There had been numerous times when the two of them had kissed, but this time it was different. Aside from the fact that there were no cameras around and no 40 plus people watching them, this one sent shivers all over Laura's spine. Sensation shot through her, hot and sweet. It was a soft kiss, both of them trying to assess each other, waiting for the other one to respond.

They let go and stared at each other, neither spoke as they didn't need any words at that moment. All they needed was their bodies calling to each other through communication only they would understand.

Then, Taylor's head came forward as she again took Laura's mouth into hers. This time, there was no holding back. The kiss deepened, both of them wanting more. Laura felt an urge to whimper. Her hands went to Taylor's face and pulled her closer to her. Taylor then did the same but slowly caressed her hands way down to Laura's body, feeling every inch of her.

Laura's arms were around Taylor now, crushing the breath from her, and it wasn't enough. She heard the blonde moan into her mouth and that made Laura pull her body closer to hers. Her mouth was bruising her, her tongue filling her mouth, and again, it wasn't enough. They felt like there was a need to hurry, as if time was running after them. As if they were running out of it. Both had abandoned sanity and control. Taylor's hands raked at the fabric of Laura's shirt, furious with that barrier.

Then, as if alarms had gone off inside Laura's head, she tore her mouth from Taylor's, gripping her shoulders so hard it hurt.

"T-Taylor, don't." She was breathing so heavily, disappointment flooding through her veins. She didn't wanna stop but they had to.

"Wh-why? What's wrong?"

"Y-you can't... do this." Laura sat on the bed and avoided meeting Taylor's eyes.

"Do what?" Taylor didn't understand what went wrong. She knew Laura wanted it, wanted her. She could feel it. And Taylor wanted Laura, too. She could still taste her in her mouth.

"This! You can't just kiss me and whatever the hell that was just because... just because you want to make me feel better. I, uh, I appreciate the gesture but I don't want that. I don't NEED that. I can take care of myself."

"What are you talking about? You think I go around kissing people just to make them feel better? I'm going to ask you this question again and I hope this would be the last time that I do. What kind of person do you think I am?" Taylor chuckled.

Laura tried to smile but she couldn't. She couldn't find any reason to joke around when every part of her was screaming at her, wondering why she stopped what seemed like the best thing that's happened to her in weeks. "Stop it. I'm serious."

Taylor stopped smiling. "Laura, so am I. I'm not doing this just to make you feel better." She sat down on the bed, trying to catch Laura's eyes. "Don't you get it?"

"Get what?"

"Look at me."

Laura did.

"All those times that you were avoiding me, do you know how crazy that made me? Have you not counted the times I tried to call you or left a message on your machine? Haven't any of your friends told you how much I've bothered them just to know where you were or even just to bring a message to you?"

Laura did not speak nor think of the answers to her questions. Her brain was clouded and she couldn't think straight.

"Laura, I was miserable. Those few weeks that you weren't there, I thought I was gonna go insane. And I didn't immediately fully understand why. But now everything's clear to me." She paused and held both Laura's hands. "You just figured everything out first, babe."

"Wh-what do you mean?"

She lifted her other hand to touch Laura's face, and then she smiled. "Laura, I love you, too. I'm sorry that it took me this long to figure it out. But I do love you. I'm in-love with you, too."

"Y-you are?" Laura couldn't believe what she just heard. There was a part of her that was terrified to believe it and then just have reality take it away from her. But Taylor said those words to her, with their eyes locked together, with utmost sincerity. She replayed that part inside her head and this time she had no doubt. It was true. The woman she was in-love with loved her, too. Happiness filled her.

"I am," Taylor's eyes was starting to fill with tears. She had never been this happy and she knew that she never would be with any other person. The woman in front of her now was going to be the only reason for that. And she was also the one she would forever want to share that happiness with. "I love you so much." She said one more time as she kissed her again.

"God, you don't know how fucking happy I am right now, kid." She kissed her back.

"What, is that Alex talking or what?"

"Shut up and just kiss me."

They were no longer in a hurry. They had every time in the world to do just that.

-o-o-o-

Laura woke up feeling light and superb. She recalled everything that had happened last night and she couldn't help but smile. She and Taylor kissed and made out all night until they fell asleep in each other's arms. It had been the most wonderful feeling in the world and she didn't want it to end.

She looked beside her, and there was Taylor, still sleeping with her arms wrapped around Laura. Laura snuggled closer to her then kissed the tip of her nose. She stared at her beautiful face and realized that she'd be contented just staring at her face all day.

As if sensing that someone was staring at her, Taylor slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Laura, she beamed. She could wake up to this sight every day.

"Good morning, sunshine." This time, she kissed her on her lips, and then pulled back just far enough to look into her eyes.

"Good morning, babe," Taylor smiled. It was going to be a great day. "Did you get a good sleep?"

"The best." She gave her another kiss, a lingering one, and they started making out. "Can we just stay in bed all day and do this?" asked Laura.

Taylor then went on top of Laura and started kissing her on the side of her neck and nipped at it gently. This rewarded her with a soft moan from her girlfriend. Taylor's hand then glided downwards to her breast and began a gentle rotation over her sensitized nipple. She slowly put her hand inside Laura's blouse and caressed the sides of her breast as Laura arched herself a bit higher, wanting more.

"Yes, we definitely can," Taylor bit Laura's lower lip as the former entangled her hand on Taylor's hair, pulling her towards her. Laura then took one of Taylor's hands, and guided it towards the inside of her waistband. They both looked at each other, eyes filled with desire.

Then, the phone rang. At first they tried to ignore it, but when it didn't stop after the third ring, "Damn it. I have to go get that."

Taylor sprawled back at the bed, annoyed at whoever was calling.

"Hello?" It was evident in Laura's voice that she was annoyed, too. "Oh, Mom it's you!"

This caught Taylor's attention. She laid on her side as she watched Laura talk on phone.

"I'm still here in LA. I'm not sure when I'm going back to New York. Why?" She looked at Taylor and tweaked her cheek. "Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Better, actually. Thanks to you, I guess." Laura listened to her mom, smiling. "As a matter of fact, we did. I'm with her right now. Wanna say hi?" Laura looked at Taylor and gave her the phone.

"Wait,what?" whispered Taylor.

"Mom wants to talk to you."

"But..." Taylor started panicking. "What would I tell her?" she was still whispering, afraid that Laura's mom would hear her.

"Babe, relax. She just wants to say hi," Laura chuckled at Taylor. She was too adorable for her own good.

Taylor took the phone and hit her lightly on her arm. "I'm gonna kill you."

"No, you won't. You love me."

"H-hello? Hi, Mrs. Prepon," Laura chuckled at this and Taylor glared at her. "Oh, right! Marjorie. Sorry. ... Yes! We're good. Thank you. ... Sure, I'll tell her. ... Okay, it was nice talking to you, too. ... Bye!"

"What, that's it? She's not gonna talk to me anymore?"

Taylor ignored her question as she started freaking out. "She wants to meet me."

"What?"

"She wants to meet me! Laura, what am I gonna do?" Laura laughed. "Stop laughing. This is not funny."

"Sorry," Laura tried to stifle her laugh. "You're cute when you freak out." She kissed her on the cheek. "She was just messing with you. It hasn't even been 24 hours since we started going out. I mean, we haven't even gone out, literally! Chill, babe. You don't need to meet her right away." She kissed her again.

"Are you sure? Isn't that gonna be rude or something?"

"No, you'll be fine. Trust me." Another kiss. She couldn't get enough of her. "Okay, let's go get something to eat. Or I'm gonna eat you instead," said Laura as she walked towards the door.

"I think I'd prefer that," answered Taylor, laughing as she followed Laura out.

-o-o-o-

"So? Wanna talk about it?" It was Laura. They were having breakfast, something she prepared to the delight of Taylor. It was obvious how much she loved her cooking skills.

"Talk about what?"

"This. Us. I mean, we both didn't exactly just wake up one day and realized we're lesbians, did we? It had to be some time long ago. We probably just missed it."

Taylor chuckled. "I don't know with you. But I was thinking about all these, and I kept thinking about that time in college. I had this best friend, who went out with a lesbian. We weren't really in speaking terms, this girlfriend of hers. But when they broke up, she, the lesbian I mean, started talking to me. She wasn't hitting on me or anything. She just wanted to be friends. And I liked it. It always excited me whenever she would call me and stuff. It never really occurred to me, though, that I was supposed to take that as a sign that there was something different in me. That I wasn't actually straight, after all," Taylor was shaking her head. How could she be realizing that just now?

"Wow, you had a crush on your best friend's ex-girlfriend?"

"Why? Are you jealous?" Taylor smirked.

"No. I don't get jealous," Laura chuckled. "Or we probably just are late bloomers," she added when she remembered what they were talking about in the first place.

"What are you trying to discover anyways? Logic behind this? We both know love doesn't give much crap about logic, does it? You have to stop trying to understand the reason why we fell in love, babe. Because it's not really something that needs to be understood. It's just supposed to be felt."

Laura thought about that and it made sense. She then smiled because she didn't need to look for an answer anymore. It was right in front of her. "You're right. Wow, I'm dating a genius."

"Well," Taylor shrugged then chuckled. She then noticed how Laura kept biting her lower lip. "And please stop doing that. You're distracting me."

"Doing what? This?" She bit her lip some more, more seductively this time.

"So, you wanna play games, huh?" Taylor accepted the challenge. She stood up and sat on Laura's lap, facing her. "You trying to play games with me, Prepon?" She drew her face closer to her until their lips were almost touching.

"I told you not to call me that." Laura's breath started to become slow, deep breaths. Her gaze kept shifting from Taylor's eyes to her lips.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Taylor just kept brushing her lips on Laura's, but not enough to call it a kiss and it was driving Laura crazy.

Laura didn't answer that. She lifted her hands instead and pulled Taylor's head on her. She kissed her, and it was a hungry one. "Bed. Now."

Taylor started kissing Laura all over her face. "I thought you were gonna do something?"

"Screw that. I'm gonna do you instead."

A/N:

I suck at writing smuts, my apologies. Lol. Again, thanks for the reads and favourites and follows and reviews. You guys are awesome