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"I'm stealing your shirt," Danielle told Y/n as she got dressed.
The relationship between Danielle and Y/n had more or less turned into a summer fling. Danielle would go over to Y/n for a few hours, steal Y/n clothes when she was too lazy to find her own, and then go back home like nothing happened.
It had been like this for about two weeks now.
"Okay, just dont take any of my new T-shirts!" Y/n yelled from the shower.
Dani didn't listen though. That's exactly what she had her eyes on as soon as she opened Y/n's closet.
- Danielle POV -
I was scrolling through Instagram when Olivia suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at me weirdly.
"Where'd you get that shirt?" She asked, looking a little suspicious.
"A place," I blankly answered.
"What place?" She followed up.
"I don't know what kind of place it was, Olivia. Just a place," I answered a bit annoyed.
"Really? 'Cus I have a friend I recently went shopping with and they bought that exact same shirt. Maybe you bought it at the same place," Olivia knew something.
I put my phone down and glared at her.
"What friend is this?" I smugly asked.
"Just a friend," Olivia tried to play it off.
"I actually left my lipstick at their place. Maybe you should come with so we can find out what shop you got that shirt from?" She started to sound like knew where the shirt came from.
At first, I thought she was just guessing or teasing me...
But now, I was starting to think Olivia still kept in contact with Y/n.
"Okay, let's go! I'd love to know too," I bluffed.
Only to have Olivia pull up to Y/n's place.
- Olivia POV -
I wasn't an idiot. I knew Y/n was seeing someone. Every time I came to visit, their place looked a little more lived in than usual.
Y/n wasn't someone who needed much. They had the basics at their place, but I started getting a little suspicious when I started seeing artwork, throw pillows, and actual food at their place.
"This is it!" I was waiting for Danielle's reaction, but she just kept playing dumb.
The more she acted like she couldn't even recognize Y/n's truck... the more suspicious I got...
*KNOCK, KNOCK*
I knocked on Y/n's door.
It took a few minutes for Y/n to open the door, but they eventually opened.
"Hey, what's up?" Y/n greeted me... but their smile got wider when they saw Danielle behind me...
"Hey," Y/n greeted her so casually.
"I knew it!" I playfully smacked Y/n.
"I knew you were seeing someone. Why didn't you tell me it was my sister?!" I poked Y/n's arm.
"I- I- I don't know!" Y/n exclaimed.
"And why didn't you tell me you were hanging out with my sister?!" Danielle started scolding too.
- Y/N POV -
I knew this would look bad on me when Olivia found out about me and Danielle. Just like it would when Danielle found out that Olivia and I still kept in touch.
"I- I- Okay, stop with the hitting and the poking!" I smacked their hands off me.
"I figured you two would eventually tell each other. You both wanted it to be a secret," I explained myself.
"Could've still told me," Danielle mumbled under her breath.
"So, what are you two back together?" Olivia crossed her arms.
"Uerrmm," I didn't know what to say.
"Not really," Dani answered her.
"So, what's with the shirt?" Olivia looked confused.
"Okay, we've been hooking up. We don't really know what we are. We're just trying to figure it out!" Danielle blabbered for a bit.
Olivia turned to look at me with anger in her eyes.
"Are you leading her on?!" She angrily asked.
"Umm..., No?" I answered.
I didn't see how I was leading her on if Danielle agreed to this too. If anything, Dani was the one really into the noncommittal aspects of our relationship.
"Y/n's not leading me on. If anything, I feel like I'm the one who doesn't want it to be serious," Danielle explained to Olivia.
It broke my heart a bit to hear her say that, but if that's how she felt... then it was my fault...
"Why not?" Olivia turned to ask Danielle.
"Because, I'll be going back to school soon and it will get messy if we try to get serious again. I rather wait and see if we're even still into each other by the time I graduate," Danielle shared.
Her explanation sounded logical. I wanted that too. I just wasn't sure if that was possible. 3-5 more years of waiting around to see if we can be with each other. It sounded impossible.
By then, I would be living on my own for a while. I'd probably be at a good place at my job. I would be wanting to settle down or maybe travel. While Danielle, would be looking for a job and trying to find some sort of stability for herself.
"Agreed," I lowly agreed with her.
It probably wasn't possible, but it was worth a shot.
- Danielle POV -
"Well, I was about to eat dinner do you two want to join me?" Y/n asked to break the tension.
"I'm good. I have a date in a few hours. I just came to get my lipstick," Olivia responded as she invited herself into Y/n's place.
I could tell they had gotten much closer than they were before.
"It's in the guest restroom!" Y/n yelled.
"I remember!" Olivia yelled back.
"Want to join me for dinner?" Y/n asked me.
"Sure," I felt a bit uneasy about what I had said.
I probably shouldn't have said what I said, but it was true. I didn't want things to get serious between us because I didn't want it to get messy again. I didn't want to keep holding Y/n back from growing.
By the time I graduate, Y/n would be settled down and comfortable. They might even have a family of their own at that point. While I would feel more behind than I already do.
Y/n had a place, a car, and a decent job. Y/n was making decisions I couldn't even think of making at our age. Although Y/n was making those decisions out of necessity....
I still felt behind.
I didn't want our relationship to become sour because I refused to accept that we were two different people.
"Mkay, see you two later. Wear protection!" Olivia teased as she made her way out the house.
"Dude!" Y/n yelled.
"Eww, what's the matter with you?!" I yelled myself.
The front door closed and Y/n, and I, couldn't help but giggle at her joke.
We knew we were careful.
"So, we're on the same page about waiting?" Y/n asked as they served me dinner.
"Are we?" I wasn't so sure.
"I think so," Y/n said as they sat at the dinner table.
"But, if you still love me then, promise me you'll move in right away?" Y/n looked me in the eyes from across the table.
I gulped.
My heart fluttered, but my brain reminded me that's what we were trying to avoid.
"I don't think could," I exhaled... breaking eye contact...
"You'll be more stable by then and I wouldn't want to come in to disturb all that. I'd feel bad moving into a place I didn't help pay for. I'd specifically feel bad if I don't have a job by then. I don't think I could move in with you knowing how far behind I'll be then," I started playing with my food out of nervousness.
"Isn't that...," Y/n tried to reach over for my hand but stopped halfway through.
"If that's what you then okay," Y/n changes their mind mid-sentence.
"No, tell me. What were you gonna say?" I exhaled.
"I was just going to say that it sounded like the perfect scenario to me," Y/n mumbled.
Y/n then reached over to hold my hand and looked into my eyes.
"You would get to finish your studies while I build a stable home for us. A home you could come to when you're done doing what you need to do," Y/n had a small smile on their face.
The idea was making my heart flutter.
- Y/N POV -
Halfway through our conversation, I realized that Danielle had been right all along. Just because we were different didn't mean we couldn't make it work.
"I don't mind having to wait for you as long as I know that I'm doing my part for the both of us," My heart was racing at the thought of finally seeing a life with Danielle.
"Yeah?" Danielle could hold back her cute smile.
"What if you meet a cute girl who has her own place too while you wait? What then?" She started to tease.
"Ummm," I got playful too.
"I would rather pick up the homeless college graduate instead," I chuckled.
"Because then it would get messy with me and the girl. Like do we live at her place or should she move into mine? Then we'll fight about which bed to keep and what to do with the extra stuff. At least with you, you'd be the only girl on my bed and I'd only have to worry about the extra shit you buy that I never approved of," I kept teasing.
"Okay, okay! I get it," Danielle giggled as she finally started eating her food.
I smiled and started eating too.
"What if we end up living together and we realize we hate each other?" Dani pointed her fork at me.
I laughed at her stupid question and answered, "We would've found that out a long time ago!"
"Right!" Dani giggled out.
It almost felt like the breakup and me moving out had hit reset on our relationship.
"So, you promise to move in?" I pouted.
"We'll see!" Danielle couldn't stop giggling.
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