Not close enough

Warning ⚠️
Slight smut

"Mmmm Haley don't stop..don't stop" Arias hands ran through Haley's hair as Haley ate her out. Her tongue running through her vagina ever so softly as her best friend pushed her hands through her hair. This was all Haley ever wanted.
Her nails dug into Arias thighs as she picked up the pace, slowly dragging them down as her tongue ran through every crevice of Aria's vagina, her chin dripping with Aria's wetness.
Aria's hips bucked as she held Haley's face closely, almost humping her face trying to get her release.
"Keep going I'm almost there baby" Aria let out, feeling Haley's muffled moans vibrate throughout her body.
"HALEY FUCK...FUCKKKK!"

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.

"Ugh" Haley groaned, being awoken by the sound of Emily's alarm clock.

What was that dream last night, it felt so..real.
She was almost disappointed upon learning it was just a dream. Haley had been dealing with dreams of Aria like this for a while but never that intense, that lucid.
Guilt had taken over Haley's head once again, looking down at the girl stirring awake on her chest, it definitely didn't help the situation.
"Are you okay Hales, it sounded like you were crying in your sleep" Aria grumbled, now fully awake.
"I umm, Yeahh I had a dream Emily died" She mentally cursed herself, what a stupid excuse.
Haley couldn't help but worry Aria would know exactly what she dreamed about.
"Damn that sounds more like a nightmare" Aria spoke, stretching her arms.
"What times the opening?" If Aria didn't know any better she would've thought Haley was trying to change the subject but she answered her anyway.
"Shit I forgot it's in about three hours, do you think Emily has some clothes I can borrow and we will go together?" Aria asked, knowing Emily was more likely to have a pair of jeans for her.
"Oh yeah of course, you know she doesn't go anywhere without at least three bags of clothes" Haley laughs.

Emily really was obsessed with her clothes, she brought clothes of all styles, colours and materials, all made by her of course.

Aria was ever grateful, taking off to go ask for some clothes and take a shower, leaving Haley to process last nights dream.

'Get it out of your head, she doesn't want you, she made that clear on the third of spring' Hesitantly Haley thought back to that night, cringing as the memories flooded in.

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"Ariaaaaa, I'm hereeee" Haley slurred, making her way up the farm steps.
"I have something I need to do" She says firmly.
"Okay okay I'm coming just wait a second will you woman?" Aria laughs, opening her door to a very drunk Haley dressed probably the most revealing she's ever seen.
"What's all this about?" She asks poking Haley's stomach and tapping her bottle of wine.
"Shhhh don't talk" Haley kisses Aria without a second thought, Aria's hands moving to her waist to steady her balance.
"Hales.." Aria breaks the kiss, slightly pushing Haley back.
"This isn't right, you're drunk and I know you like Alex" Aria says through gritted teeth, wishing now more than ever she was a man.
"N-no I don't I like you I like us" Haley tried to reason with Aria but Aria could see that there was no point when Haley was this drunk.
"Listen why don't you go and have a nap and we can talk about this when you wake up" She suggests, making Haley frown.
"No! If you don't want me just say that Aria. I'm sick of the games. Friends don't look at each other the way WE look at each other!" Haley pokes Aria's chest, making the sober woman stumble backwards.
"Haley I can't...not when you're like this" She sighs trying to bring her drunk friend inside a bit more so that nobody could hear them if they were passing by.
"NO I TOLD YOU I WANT YOU IS THAT NOT ENOUGH? I AM TIRED OF HIDING IT ARIA" Haley's voice raises causing Aria to wince.
"Haley please, calm down you're drunk you need to relax" Once again Aria tries to reason with the blonde, only getting a huff in response.
"Goodbye Aria. I needed to do it drunk or I wouldn't have done it at all, why can't you just accept that?" The drunk  woman asks but Aria doesn't answer, she knows it's rhetorical as she watches the drunk girl stumble back down her farm.