Author's Note: I apologize for how late it's been, it was on AO3 I just haven't had time to put it on here since I started work on another work. That will be my main focus and unfortunately this will take more of a backseat. I just don't have the energy to write both at the moment, I do apologize. Anyway, now I've written this and I hope you all like it. I'm not planning on writing lots of chapters for this fic, it won't be too long. It was only meant to be a small fic. I hope that doesn't disappoint anyone. Also, I'm sorry if my grammar is shit and my comma work and stuff. I don't have a beta so you know. So yeah I'm sorry. This will probably be crap but there you go.

A trip to the cinema, a waltz in the park and perfect nightsky. What could be better?

'Woah, you're up early. Are you feeling alright?!'

They feign innocence, moving their hand to feel Carmilla's head. Her hand is too quick and she angrily swots their hand away, scowling before turning back to look at the computer screen. She had been sat, staring at Laura's blog for the past 10 minutes. Since finding out that Carmilla had a tumblr account, Laura had began tagging the brunette in posts, normally featuring cute little kittens, or weird quotes.

The latest post, that Carmilla had been tagged in, was a picture of a black and white rose. Underneath was the quote 'I am a weed, and she is a garden rose.' She had been staring at it, for far too long, but she just couldn't understand the relevance.

'Seriously, what are you even looking at?'

Before Carmilla could protest, Lafontaine had perched themselves on the edge of the chair, leaning in to look at the screen. They tilted their head, turning ti look at Carmilla, with their eyebrows raised.

'Someone's feeling deep, I see. Should I get the violins?'

'Fuck you. I didn't post this it's Laura's blog. She tagged me in it'

'How do you know she tagged you in it?'

'She tagged it with "Broody Gay". Not that hard to figure out.'

'Okay then...so, why are you just staring at it?'

'I'm trying to work out, why she tagged me in it. I don't even know what that means!'

'Damn Karnstein, you are so oblivious! Laura likes you.'

'No she doesn't. She's made that perfectly clear.'

They rolled their eyes, getting up to get a drink from their kitchen. They came back, armed with two Capri Suns and a handful of biscuits. Clumsily dropping them down, infront of the brunette. Smirking, when she quickly snatched a biscuit from the pile and then, began spilling crumbs everywhere, as she started scrolling down Laura's blog, again.

'So listen, tonight I'm taking Perry to the cinema and you're coming too.'

'No.'

'Come on Karnstein, please?'

'I'm not going to sit and watch you two stare into each other's eyes, I have better things to do.'

'Oh yeah, I can see that. As my best friend, it would be nice of you to make an effort; to get to know my girlfriend.'

'I'm sure Ginger 2 is lovely, when she's not trying to disinfect my house.'

'She just likes to be clean, that's all. Seriously, you owe me! You're using my computer and you kept me awake all last night, chatting to your girlfriend.'

'Laura is not my girlfriend, you imbecile.'

'Whatever, you're coming and that's final.'

'I hate you.'

'Love you too, Carmsikins'

They grinned, blowing the grumbling brunette a kiss, before standing up to leave. They turn and with a mischievous grin, they start to speak.

'Oh and by the way; Laura's coming too.'

They wore a smug grin, as they left. Not missing the slight tug of Carmilla's lips, as she tried to hide her excitement.

'Laura, I hope you don't mind, your dad let me in on his way out.'

'It's fine Perr, did you want something?'

'Yes, yes. I wanted to invite you to the cinema tonight, with Lafontaine and I'

'Sure, sounds like fun. What are we seeing?'

'I'm not sure. We'll discuss it later, when all four of us are together.'

'Four of us?'

'Carmilla's coming too.'

At this, Laura's eyes went wide and she practically ran to her closet. Throwing the doors open, as she scrambled around trying to look for an outfit. Tossing clothes over her shoulder, only stopping when she heard Perry shriek. Turning, she saw that Perry's head was sticking out from a mountain of clothes, with a disgruntled look on her face.

'I'm so sorry!'

Laura rushed over to help Perry, who just shook her head disapprovingly at the girl.

'I need you to help me find an outfit.'

'What's wrong with the clothes you wear normally? I think they're nice.'

'Yeah, but I want to impress. I can't just wear any old clothes!'

'Okay, okay. Let's see what we can find.'

Perry smiled, placing an arm on Laura's shoulder as she tried to reassure the girl. Laura always worried about this kind of thing, it was best to slowly calm her down and lightly reassure her. Something that Perry had become very good at, over the years.

...

'Damn it!'

Carmilla cursed yet again. Tossing aside a pair of denim shorts, as she continued her search. She'd been searching for a good half an hour but to no avail.

Carmilla lobbed a pair of biker boots out of the wardrobe, groaning angrily as she fell to the floor. She ran her fingers over the rough bumps along her arm, her eyes flicking over the angry lines of red that layered her arm.

She shouldn't have said yes. This was a mistake. She was just going to call them up and tell them she couldn't make it. She started to punch in their number, before she noticed a piece of clothing hidden beneath the mess.

Her eyes shone as she realized what it was and suddenly she felt her confidence rushing back. She grasped the item, hugging it to her chest. Before jumping up and starting to quickly shimmy out of her pyjamas before she changed her mind. She had to do this.

Laura and Perry stood outside the movie theater. Both anxiously waiting for the arrival of Carmilla and Lafontaine.

Laura glanced down at her outfit once more, nodding her head to try to install some confidence in her choice. Perry had helped her pick the outfit out but now she was feeling self-conscious. She couldn't help but think, that she looked like she was going to flee with her brooding lover, across the moores. That was definitely not happening.

Her usual flowing hair was pulled into a side ponytail and Perry had managed to braid her hair. Letting the braid sit at the front of her hair like a silky halo.

Her dress was white and flowing. Falling off of her shoulder and free falling down to just above her knees. The material hugged her hips and protected her arms perfectly. The neckline dipped innocently, leaving the rest up to the eye of the beholder.

She paced a little twirling her hair through her fingertips as she tried to calm her nerves. She didn't understand why she felt so nervous, it wasn't like she hadn't seen Carmilla before. That was when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Spinning around she came face to face with Carmilla. With one look at what Carmilla was wearing she gulped. Yeah, that's why.

Carmilla happened to be wearing a pair of her sinfully sexy leather pants. Paired with black heels and wait, was that a corset?! Laura's eyes widened as she took in Carmilla's frame. She knew that Carmilla was beautiful but wow, tonight she looked simply stunning.

Carmilla smirked at how flustered Laura appeared and deciding that she liked the deep shade of red the girl was going, she rocked the boat a little more.

'Well, don't you look like a virgin sacrifice.'

Laura gulped, biting her lip a little as she spoke.

'I'm not the one in a corset which...wow.'

'You look rather "wow" yourself Cutie.'

Laura couldn't fight the blush at Carmilla's words and not quite knowing how to respond, she turned her attention back to Perry and now Lafontaine.

'So guys, what are we watching?'

...

There she sat her arm inches away from Laura's, watching wait for it: Twilight. Apparently there was a rerun of the saga and they just had to take Perry. How Carmilla had agreed to this debacle in the first place was beyond her.

Laura grinned, plopping another piece of popcorn in her mouth as they watched the film. She heard another sigh emitting from the brunette and turned to give her a bright smile before turning her attention back to the screen. So, that's how.

Carmilla rolled her eyes when she saw Lafontaine leaning in, to give Perry a chaste kiss. She made a gagging noise, which resulted in some harsh glares from others in the cinema and a quiet giggle from Laura. Both Perry and Lafontaine ignored Carmilla's interruption.

Carmilla started to close her eyes. She figured if she didn't want to watch the film, she could at least sleep through it. However, her attempt at a peaceful slumber was interrupted; when Laura wafted a licorice wand infront of her face. Opening her eyes, Carmilla saw Laura inching the candy infront of her and after offering the girl a small smile, she leant forward to take a bite.

This carried on for a while. Every few minutes Laura would offer Carmilla some of her candy and then proceed to feed it to her, before turning her attention back to the screen. Carmilla inched herself closer, just as someone started crying in the film. She rolled her eyes before leaning in to whisper into Laura's ear.

'I'd be crying too if I looked like that.'

Laura bit back a laugh as Carmilla smirked, leaning back in her seat.

This was when Carmilla decided to give Laura her own private commentary.

'He's having another coffin fit.'

'Well, he got bit on the wrong side of the neck.'

'I don't see why the can't go for a stake out?!'

'I'll just offer myself as vampire bait. Wow, I thought she was smart!'

'Just eat her numbnuts!'

'Pop culture has so much to answer for.'

'Eugh, vampires suck!'

Laura couldn't hold back her laughter and it just set Carmilla off. Both laughing which would have been okay, had it not been for the serious scene happening at that exact moment. Laura offered several apologies, before elbowing Carmilla and giving her a playful glare.

Carmilla grinned mischievously and grabbed a handful of popcorn. A new task at hand. Laura was met with pieces of popcorn bouncing off of her body. At first she tried to ignore it, hoping that Carmilla would get bored and stop. Needless to say, the brunette didn't get bored instead it only spurred her on more.

Laura couldn't help but laugh when Carmilla got excited, after managing to get a piece of popcorn down Laura's dress. The little fist pump Carmilla did when she thought Laura couldn't see, was one of the cutest things Laura had ever seen. Laura decided it was time to get her revenge. She quickly reached into her dress, retrieving the piece of popcorn and whilst maintaining eye contact she ate it.

Carmilla lobbed a piece of popcorn at the girl, smirking when it hit her square in the face. Whispering the word "tease" under her breath as Laura just smirked. Within seconds Laura had her own handful of popcorn and had relentlessly started throwing them back at the brunette. Resulting in a full on popcorn fight between the two. Neither caring about the annoyed cinema residents around them.

They were kicked out of the screening after Carmilla grabbed the whole bucket of popcorn and dumped it over Laura's head.

Carmilla leant in closer, plucking a piece of popcorn out of Laura's hair. They both laughed more.

After being removed from the cinema Carmilla had insisted that they should go to the park. Something that Laura didn't complain about. They were sat in a comfortable silence.

Laura took the opportunity to properly look at the brunette. Her outfit was just perfect, she really has gone to a lot of effort. Her hair was in perfect curls that cascaded down her face. Her features were softer tonight. Her smile genuine as she smiled down at Laura. She looked down at their hands.

Their fingertips brushing against one another's. Carmilla's thumb dancing across the soft dips of Laura's palm. Laura inched closer, letting her fingertips run down the length of Carmilla's arm. She could feel the harsh lines and rough bridges but her finger never stilled.

Their eyes locked and Laura could see a deep pain threatening to spill out of deep brown eyes. She could tell that Carmilla was holding back and she could feel the slight tremble of Carmilla's hands against her own. Carmilla pulled back, starting to get up when Laura jumped up to pull her back.

Carmilla furiously tried to wipe away the tears rolling down her cheeks but it was all too much and she fell against Laura. The tears crashing down her face as she buried her face in the nape of Laura's neck. Laura instinctively wrapped her arms around Carmilla's shaking form.

They slowly broke apart and Laura couldn't help but reach up to brush away the remaining stray tears. They stayed like that for a few minutes, before Laura decided to lighten the mood in true Laura Hollis form.

She reached for Carmilla's phone, scrolling through the playlist she'd made her the other month until she found the perfect song.

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

She started to sway to the music, moving Carmilla's arms to get her to move to the beat. Carmilla smiled softly before reaching for Laura's hands and using them to pull her close. She positioned their hands. Tilting Laura's chin to get her to look at her. Face to face. She pulled Laura in tighter, their bodies moving together. Chest to chest.

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

Times forever frozen still

They moved together, Carmilla's arm framing Laura's waist as they moved in time to the music.

So you can keep me Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Carmilla twirled Laura out, pulling her back in smoothly. Smiling when Laura started to sing along.

Holdin' me closer

'Til our eyes meet

Laura smiled more, singing softly as she allowed Carmilla to waltz her around the park.

You won't ever be alone

Wait for me to come home

...

'Why do you like the stars so much, Carm?'

They lay on the grass looking up at the night sky. Laura's fingers resuming their journey down Carmilla's arm as she listened to the brunette.

'I like to look at the stars. They remind me how small we are in comparison. That no matter what else happens in our lives the stars will never change.'

'You so should have been a philosophy major!'

'No need to ask why you majored in journalism, Sweetheart.'

Laura propped herself up on her elbow, smiling at Carmilla as she spoke.

'My Mom was a journalism major. She always wanted answers, to get to know people and their stories. When I was little she gave me this little notepad and she'd take me out on interviews. When she died I wanted to keep her legacy alive. To make her proud.'

Carmilla smiled sadly bracing herself on her elbow before she replied. Her voice barely audible and her tone softer than Laura had ever heard.

'You have made her proud Laura.'

'Thanks Carm. What about your Mom? You never talk about her.'

'There's not much to say. It's just another sad story. One I don't like to tell.'

Laura nodded an understanding before she sat up. Reaching into her bag and a second later she had a sharpie in her hand. Carmilla raised her eyebrow looking at Laura with curiosity. Laura gestures to Carmilla's arm waiting until Carmilla nods.

She smiles and takes the sharpie in her hand. She lets the pen dance across Carmilla's arm. Drawing little stars along the veins before joining them up and continuing to the next cluster of hand drawn stars. It takes a minute for Carmilla to realize that Laura is drawing constellations along her scars.

Laura finally stops drawing and looks up into Carmilla's eyes. Carmilla smiles at Laura's artwork and then back at Laura. Laura traces her finger over the constellations whilst speaking.

'Someone as beautiful as you deserves their own galaxy. You are your own star.'

Carmilla looks at Laura and in a split second she is leaning in. She can feel Laura's breath getting warmer with every inch and she watches as Laura starts to meet her halfway. Their lips almost touching and she pauses for a minute. Preparing herself for what is about to happen. She starts to press their lips together and she can practically taste the popcorn lingering.

They're so close and she's waited. This is it. Or it would have been it, had it not been for the fact that her phone rang at the exact moment. She gave Laura an apologetic smile before grabbing her phone.

Ready to kill whoever was interrupting what would have been a perfect kiss. Her face contorting into worry as she looked at the Caller ID. She quickly placed the phone to her ear.

Carmilla, it's J.P. I wouldn't call but it's urgent.

What is it?

It's Will. You need to come in.

Carmilla hung up looking at Laura with a face full of panic.

'What is it Carm?'

'There's something wrong with Will. I need to go to the shelter. I'm really sorry.'

Carmilla stood up when she felt Laura grab her arm and hoist herself up.

'There's no way I'm letting you go alone'

Carmilla smiled gratefully as Laura intertwined their hands and she led the way. Her own anxieties calming as she felt Laura squeezing her hand. Silently telling her that it would be okay. Carmilla squeezed back telling herself that it was going to be okay. It had to be.