A Webster Walks Into A Bar - Part 11
Part 11 - In Which It Is the Morning After
When Sian awoke, instantly she knew something was different. She had been waking up alone for so long that the warmth, the feel of another body beside her just couldn't be missed.
Also there was the part where she was naked. That too.
The blonde was lying on her stomach, so before turning over to greet the body up against her she took a moment to just, well be. Last night when she had come to Sophie's house with her she hadn't known whether the other girl would still be there in the morning or if she'd do a runner like the first time they'd met, but she hadn't cared. She just wanted to be with Sophie, bar the consequences or what would happen the next day.
Sure, this was Sophie's place so the chance of the brunette leaving before she woke up were probably non-existent but still, it was a nice feeling to know that she, Sian Powers, was waking up next to the one person in her life that had managed to captivate her every waking moment. And she did. Sian was constantly thinking of Sophie, whether she wanted to or not. Her eyes, her smile, the way she frowned, her lips. Oh God those lips. And what those lips could do...
Sian grinned remembering just what those lips could do, they had gone at it for hours last night until finally drifting off the sleep from exhaustion, both girls finding out that there were things they'd never thought they'd find so exhilarating, or that would turn them on so much. She wouldn't say that it was better than their first time, but it was definitely different, a good different. Like it was so much more meaningful.
Sian's grin got even wider as she felt Sophie start to kiss from the bottom of her spine up her back. When Sophie reached her neck Sian couldn't hold her moans in any longer, causing Sophie to smirk as she captured her lips and said, "I knew you were awake."
"Aw yeah, and how'd you know that?" Sian asked slyly, turning over so she was lying on her back now.
"You were grinning like a Cheshire cat," Sophie smirked, propping herself up so she was side on to Sian and started making circles on Sian's skin. The blonde just lay there watching her, smiling and playing absently but contently with Sophie's hair.
Sophie was now tracing over Sian's body with her finger, concentrating intensely, committing to memory every groove, every freckle, every INCH of the other girl. She never wanted to forget this. When her hand trailed to Sian's right side and over the scar there she hadn't noticed before she paused.
Finally breaking the comfortable silence they'd been in Sophie asked her gently, "What happened here?"
"Hm?" Sian looked down slightly worried to where Sophie meant and saw her scar. "Oh that," she laughed softly. "That's from where I got my appendix out."
"You got your appendix out?" There was so much that Sophie still didn't know about this girl it seemed, but she sure wanted to know it all, everything about her.
Sian answered, "Yeah, it got all inflamed. I was in a right state before we found out what was wrong. Ended up missing out on my prom and everything."
Sophie didn't say anything, simply traced back over the scar before leaning down and trailing soft kisses over it also.
Sian felt her eyes start to well up at the sweetness of the action and when Sophie looked up at her from where she was laying at Sian's side, the blonde pulled her up to be level with her and captured her lips in a tender kiss. She wanted to try and tell Sophie how she felt with this kiss. How Sophie MADE her feel. Her hand cupped Sophie's face and Sian never wanted this moment to end.
"I know we haven't known each other very long," Sophie said to Sian after they'd pulled apart, making sure to look her directly in the eye. "I mean, we've only practically just met," she chuckled, Sian catching the infectious (gorgeous as well, she thought) laugh of Sophie's. "But really Sian," Sophie had returned to tracing circles with her finger on Sian's naked shoulder. "I meant what I said, I lo-"
"Sophie are you getting up soon!" Sally banged on the brunette's bedroom door.
Both girls turned their heads to the door. "Yeah - yeah I'm just getting changed!" Sophie called out quickly. Sian started to look around for a quick hiding spot in case Sophie's mum came in.
"Okay then," Sally answered through the door. "Don't want to sleep in too late, it's already 11."
"Yes mum I'm coming thank you bye!" Sophie rolled her eyes, only now noticing how late it had already gotten. Satisfied that her mother would not make an attempt to infiltrate her room, Sophie turned back round to face Sian and finish what she had been trying to tell her before her mother's very RUDE interruption, but before she got the chance Sian asked her softly, "Do you want me to go?"
"What?" Sophie exclaimed, having been caught off guard. "Why would I want you to go? Or do you want to go?" she added hesitantly.
Sian was looking at a spot on the sheets now, purposefully avoiding Sophie's gaze. "I just thought you might want me to sneak out before your family see or anything."
It clicked in Sophie's head what Sian meant now and Sophie lifted the blonde's chin up so that she could look her in the eyes. Those stunning blue eyes. "Sian, listen to me," Sophie gave her a chaste kiss before looking at her sincerely again. "I LOVE you Sian, that's what I was trying to say before my mother oh so rudely interrupted. Last night was the best night of my life, this wasn't just a drunken one night stand that I'm going to run away from, I've already done that once and trust me, it was the worst decision of my life. So this, us," she gestured between them, "I don't know about you but I am most definitely in."
"Of course I'm in," Sian told her breathlessly (because let's face it, Sophie's speech kind of knocked her figurative socks off) before grabbing Sophie's face and attacking her lips passionately with her own.
When they pulled out of the kiss from lack of air, and now both fairly breathless, Sophie giggled before asking, "Breakfast?"
"But what about your family?"
Sophie smirked at her, "Have you not been listening to anything I've said? That's not a very good start babe, I don't CARE if you come down to breakfast with me and my parents are there. In fact, I thoroughly encourage it."
She called me babe. She called me babe and I think I'm gonna die.
"Sian? Are you still with me?" Sophie laughed.
"Oh I am SO with you," Sian replied before attacking Sophie in a much more ahem, intimate embrace this time.
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After eventually getting dressed (it had taken significantly longer than it should have as every time Sian managed to get an item of clothing on, Sophie would just playfully remove another), the girls clambered downstairs, both stopping just before reaching the bottom due to hesitation.
"Are you sure you want to do this? We can still make something up if you want," Sian asked Sophie, giving her the option to back out now while she still could.
Sophie grabbed Sian's hand and took a deep breath, "I know what my Mum's like, what she might say, but like I said, I'm in. No matter what happens in there, I'm in."
Sian smiled at the girl standing next to her. She didn't think she had met anyone braver or more amazing in her entire life. Without another word the girls continued down the last few stairs and into the kitchen area where two thirds of Sophie's family currently were.
"Took your time you did," Sally stated as she stood at the sink with her back to the girls. "I was beginning to think you'd spent the night at someone else's."
"Morning babes," Rosie sang from the table where she was nursing a brew. She had that Rosie grin on her face that she always wore when she knew a secret. Or had somehow convinced Jason that that bag in the shop window WAS worth the ridiculous price tag.
"Hi," Sophie and Sian both replied meekly.
Upon hearing an additional (and not all familiar) voice to what she was expecting, Sally turned from the sink for the first time to see Sian standing there next to Sophie, looking absolutely petrified.
"Oh Sian! I didn't hear you come in," Sally frowned.
"I-"
"She didn't," Sophie jumped in to save Sian. "Well, she kinda stayed the night..."
"She stayed the night?" Sally repeated, she hadn't realised that Sophie and Sian were good friends, had she missed something?
"I hope that was alright Mrs. Webster," Sian added quickly.
"Um, sure," Sally replied not very confidently, still trying to work out what had just happened.
This was where Rosie piped in with, "Your handbags are near the front door, remember babes?"
Sophie and Sian both turned around frowning to see that sure enough, there were the handbags they'd left at the Rovers the night before, sitting next to the front door. Turning back with puzzled looks on their faces (for handbags did not tend to walk about of their own accord) they saw Rosie wink at them and that was when Sophie caught on. By picking up their handbags not only had Rosie saved them a walk of shame this morning, but Sophie's parents would have been none the wiser as to the actual time that Sophie had got in that night. God she loved her dopey sister sometimes.
"I'm sorry girls but you've missed out on breakfast I'm afraid," in truth Sally wasn't that sorry, she wanted Sian to leave so she could question Sophie.
"Oh that's alright I'll just head off anyway," Sian said.
"No!" Sophie's outburst was a little louder than she'd intended. "I mean, I could make you something?"
This caused both Sophie's mother and sister to do a double take and stare at the brunette in disbelief. Not once had Sophie ever offered to cook in her entire life, usually trying to avoid it like a mouldy sock. The one time Sally had managed to force her into helping with dinner, the kitchen had ended up looking like a bombsite. Literally. Food splattered everywhere as the PASTA (for God's sake) had exploded, as impossible as it sounds. Sally hadn't asked Sophie to help with the cooking ever again.
"Oh no missy, you're not going anywhere near my stove," Sally pointed at her youngest daughter. "Not after last time. We've only just managed to get all the burnt cheese completely off the walls."
"But-"
"She's right Soph," Rosie smirked. "The last thing you probably want is to kill Sian with your cooking, then what'd you do?"
Sian giggled and Sophie glared at her sister. "It's okay, really," Sian told her. "I'll just head off home."
Finally, Sally thought. "Well then I'll come with you, we can grab something from the cafe," Sophie said, much to Sally's chagrin.
Smiling, Sian replied, "Okay yeah, can we just stop at my place first and I'll get changed?"
"Whatever you wanna do."
The two girls made their way to the front door briskly, grabbing their handbags and leaving without even saying a goodbye to the other two women, they were just so caught up in each other.
Sally did manage to notice that just as Sophie was shutting the door behind her, she had taken Sian's hand in her own and entwined their fingers. This was the thing that stood out the most for Sally, almost as if it was screaming at her that yes, she had in fact missed something and that there was something not quite right with the picture Sophie had given her this morning. But what it was she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Definitely sure that the girls had gone (they had scampered out of the house fairly quickly), Sally rounded on Rosie who was still sat at the dining table with her now cold brew. Looking up at her mother she recognised that look but Sally had already blocked her escape. "Right, now you are going to tell me just exactly what is going on and you are going to tell me now."
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I suck, i know, uni's just been massively full on and shit as and tbh i'm surprised I even got this out. It's now past 3 in the morning so I'm gonna crash now but I'll try my best to write more, don't really have much time though. Wasn't very happy with this in the slightest, wanted to write more but wanted to give you guys something and it seemed like a good place to stop. It'll probably have a few more chapters than i'd originally planned now as well (eventually) but yeah, thanks for sticking with me guys and please read & rcomment like the awesome people you are :)