Back in Meg's dorm, the two girls were sleeping in the brunette's bed. Well, Meg was sleeping, Anna was conflicted. Lying on her back she wrestled with herself.Today had been manic! She got to see her best friend, and although they lived only an hour apart, the journey always seemed so far. But now, with Elsa in the picture, an hour was nothing. Elsa. That girl had changed everything. Anna sighed and turned on her side to face the sleeping beauty next to her. Meg had been everything to her. Every inch of her life. Every thought that she had. Every part of her future. Everything. But now … now there was Elsa.
Pushing a hair behind Meg's ear, Anna realised what was missing. She no longer loved Meg in a romantic way, her love was all platonic. Something clicked. I never really loved Meg … not like that. Searching through her memory, she saw it. Anna had always wanted to be loved. Always wanted to love someone. The need was so intense that she latched herself onto the first girl she could. That's not true, I do care for Meg. Strongly. But not like that... It's just been an illusion … A see-through door... Love should be an open door.
Now she had Elsa, she started to realise what she'd been missing. This one day showed her what it felt like to have someone look at you and really see who you were. To have someone want you and not tease or hide it. Anna felt like her heart was about to burst with emotion. All she wanted was to have her here, to hold her face and listen to her talk. She wanted to know everything she could about the girl she just met. Anna closed her eyes and let her heart swim in the ecstasy of the new feelings she was experiencing. This all happened in one day. One magical day.
Eventually sleep came to Anna, and the face she saw was Elsa's.
The next morning, Meg had woke-up early. Yawning, she stretched almost hitting poor Anna in the head. Anna. Meg sighed and dragged herself off the bed. What's going on in my head...? What's happening! Meg had always been the centre of a group, she had so many friends and adored the attention they all gave her. Anna was special though, they shared a bond. A bond of friendship. As she dug some clothes out from her wardrobe, she recalled how getting changed in front of Anna before made the ginger blush. Meg always knew how Anna felt about her, and she respected the fact that Anna couldn't help it, and appreciated her never trying to further their relationship. Sometimes Meg teased the girl, daring her to do more, wanting more than anything to see her struggle. Meg loved the fact that it was her doing this, the power she had over Anna was intoxicating. But she wanted Anna's friendship more. She loved the way that Anna cared about her, how inspiring she was. Anna was the best person she knew, she made Meg want to be better and more understanding, or at least think about someone else for a change. They spent so much of their life together, and she knew that if she ever needed someone to talk to, Anna would always be there to help her. So who do I talk to now? Who do I speak to about Elsa? That girl has changed everything.
The night before, at Elsa's flat, had been unbearable. The blonde captured Anna's attention. All of it. I don't want to share her! I shouldn't have to! Anna is MINE! Slamming herself down on her desk chair, Meg logged onto her laptop to try and distract herself. Maybe if I did what Elsa did? … Meg stared at her laptop. Not moving. No... I don't need to do that... I don't want to do that … Do I?
Meg spent the next couple of hours doing some coursework and trying to distract herself, before sleeping beauty finally arose.
"Mmmhft"
"What the hell kinda noise is that?" Meg laughed, rather over dramatically. The strenuous concentration made her a little light headed, to the point where anything and everything was funny.
"Shu'up... What time is it?" Anna grumbled. Her hair was matted and bunched up into a messy red mane.
So, maybe ... not so sleeping beauty. Giggling to herself, Meg swung her chair around to face the girl, "It's midday you lazy-ass duvet-hogger."
With a devilish grin, Meg sprang herself up, launched herself onto the bed and swiftly dragged the covers off her victim.
"No! Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold!" Screamed Anna, suddenly awake. Quick as a flash, she leaped on top of Meg, strangling her, gripping the girls wrists, and pressed Meg down. Doing her best to keep hold of the duvet, Meg spread her arms wide so Anna fell forward, crushing their two bodies together.
"Mine." Meg whispered possessively. A grin taking over her face. She breathed in deeply, so that Anna could feel their breasts pressed tightly together. Usually at this point Anna would blush and try (but fail) to drag her eyes away from Meg's lips. Meg licked them, waiting for the inevitable response, but Anna just pushed herself back up, shaking her head and laughing. She stopped when she saw the look on Meg's face. Disappointment? Frustration? Anna tried to think about what just happened to make the girl feel that way.
What was it that Meg said? ...Mine? Wait, did she mean the duvet or... Anna's thoughts were interrupted by an angry Meg suddenly flipping her over and climbing off the bed.
"Time for breakfast" the brunette demanded, looking at the time her face softened "Or should I say lunch. Jesus, how long can you sleep for?" she giggled.
In the kitchen the girls discussed the best clubs, which of Megs friends were coming to the party and which dresses to wear. Meg did her best not to think about her disappointment at Anna's lack of enthusiasm, while Anna did her best not to think about the way that Meg was looking at her earlier. A look of anticipation and something that the girl couldn't quite place.
Stop it Anna, Meg was just teasing, or she was just being over friendly. Either way she didn't want you to kiss her or anything. Anyway you have Elsa now, and you know she wants to be with you. She doesn't try to hide it, I mean you had to pull yourself off her for Christ sake! Anna felt her face grow hot as she remembered Elsa's hands on her, the taste of her lips. Her eye's turned dark at what they almost did the night before, and she knew right then and there, that she wasn't going to think about Meg anymore or what her feelings might be.
Making sure that Meg couldn't see the furious debate that was going in her head, Anna picked out couple dresses from her collection to try on later.
"So when is Elsa coming over? You should ask her to come now, so she can see which dress she likes!"
"You should just hurry up and chose which dress you like, Anna. I'm sure Elsa doesn't really care" Anna's face fell. "I'll just text her now" Meg added hurriedly, getting out her phone.
Trying to defuse the tension she created, Meg looked at the dresses Anna picked. "I think you'd look great in this one" She offered timidly, picking up the dark green dress off the table. She slowly brought it forward and pressed it against Anna's body, taking one of the corners at the bottom to clamp to her hip.
"Just beautiful" Meg whispered, looking up at the girl through her eye lashes. Anna turned bright red at the sudden intensity of the room. Meg started making small circles on the girls hip, the movement was subtle and questioning. Anna wasn't even sure she felt it through both the dress and her own clothes. Meg took a step closer, her eyes searching Anna's face, landing on her lips. She leaned forward, half closing her eyes as she pulled Anna close enough to close the gap between them.
BUZZ
"Oh that must be Elsa" Anna blurted out, scuttling away from Meg. What was that? WHAT WAS THAT!? She …. She wanted to... I mean I can't have made that up... She was so close!
But Elsa ….. I can't cheat on Elsa ..
Anna walked over to the kitchen counter and poured herself a glass of water. She watched Meg go over to her phone to text Elsa back, she seemed to stumble slightly as if she was dazed.
Well it wouldn't really be cheating, as we aren't technically together … Wow, stop it Anna. You know you'd hurt Elsa if you crossed this line with Meg. You don't want to see her hurt for no good reason.
Sighing, she propped herself up against the counter, staring at the ceiling.
But I've wanted this for so long ….. What if she tried to do, whatever that was, again? … Maybe I should ask her if she likes me like that? Come on Anna, of course she doesn't like you in that way, she's just being her …. but then again … what if she says yes?