Tw : slight smut
"Okay, I know I told you this was important. But you didn't have to do all that." Angela said walking into Lottie's room.
The room was upside down, clothes were all over the floor. Angela could barely take a step without crushing something.
She took a few steps to enter Lottie's clothing room. There were clothes hanging all over the place and her girlfriend had her head buried in one particular closet.
"Lottie, It's time to go and you haven't even put on any pants yet." She shook her head with a smile as she pinched her nose.
The taller girl groaned as she continued to rummage through the closet.
"My mom is very fond of clothes, maybe if you take a picture of your big clothes room. She'd be impressed." Angela shrugged as she grabbed an outfit for her on the floor.
Lottie dropped the shirt to her knees with an black stare. "It's dirty, there's a stain on it."
"Here, put this on." the blonde threw the outfit in her face before starting to fold the different types of clothes on the floor.
She cleaned up the room while Lottie got dressed quickly.
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"You look like you're straight out of a Nelly music video." Lottie says from the doorstep.
"Eheh." Angela pulled up her basketball jersey to reveal the boxers she had on underneath her baggy jeans with a smirk. "Do you like it ?"
"We're supposed to have dinner with your mom." She replied jadedly.
"I know but Carlos will be there too !" She said excitedly. "You'll see, we're going to have fun !"
She threw the keys from behind her back to catch them in front with her other hand. "Let's go !"
"Where's Alfred ? And who's Carlos ?" Lottie asked as she walked down the driveway of the house.
"Carlos is my stepdad." The blonde replied as she unlocked the car. "And I'm driving !"
Lottie turned pale. "You ? Driving ?"
Angela rolled down the window and stuck her head out. "Yeah, I'm a good driver."
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"Angela, you're anything but a good driver." Lottie mumbled as she clung to her seat belt with her hand.
"See my days are cold without you, but I'm hurtin' while I'm here. And thought my heart can't take no more, I keep on running back to you-"
"L-look at the road !" She exclaimed opening her eyes wide.
The blonde turned to her and pointed in firnt of her. "But I was looking at the road-"
Lottie grabbed the steering wheel and narrowly dodged a car causing Angela to scream.
She regained control of the steering wheel. "I was going to do it anyway !"
She was about to add something as she turned, but Lottie immediately thrust her face in the direction of the road again.
"Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me ? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me !-"
Lottie snatched the phone from Angela's hands. "And no more music that distracts you !"
She cut the music completely.
"Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fine like me ? WHAT ! Where the music-" The blonde cut herself off, her face with an offended look and tried to grab her phone from Lottie's hands.
"Look at the damn road !" Her girlfriend exclaimed, grabbing the steering wheel.
"Give me my phone ! The next song was Shut Up And Drive ! You can't stop Rihanna !" She exclaimed, grabbing her phone.
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Angela finally pulled into the driveway of her mother's house and Lottie rushed out.
She rolled her eyes as she got out of the car too. "You are being dramatic."
"And you don't know how to drive !" Lottie yelled-whispered, running a nervous hand through her bangs.
Angela approached and took her hand in hers. "Come on, don't worry, you'll be fine. My mother already loves you."
"You're still a bad driver." Lottie responded by squeezing her hand. "But thanks."
"Did I specify that we eat like ultra spicy ? But can you handle that ? I'm sure you'll handle it..."
The tall black haired girl swallowed slowly. "S-spicy ?-"
Angela cut her off by pulling her towards the door.
Then she knocked, almost bouncing on her feet in excitement.
A tall Latino opened the door, even taller than Lottie. Which was really scary.
But looking at her outfit she understood why Angela was so relaxed about it, he had exactly the same outfit. But with a jersey from another team.
"Hi Carlos !" She gave him a quick hug before pulling back catching Lottie's hand with a smile. "This is my girlfriend. Lottie."
"Hi, Sir." She held out her hand shyly. "It's nice to meet you."
He pushed her hand rolling his eyes and immediately took her in his arms.
"Nice to meet you Lottie !" He patted her back hard with a smile. "And please just call me Carlos."
Gabrielle came up from behind him and nudged him to take Lottie in her arms. "We are so delighted to finally meet you !"
"M-me too-"
"Let's go inside !" Carlos exclaimed cheerfully.
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"So..." Gabrielle twirled her wineglass with a raised eyebrow. "Mariah Carey or Beyoncé ?"
"Both ?" Lottie replied, glancing at Angela. "It depends which way. Uh Beyoncé is an incredible performer, and Mariah has a more remarkable voice."
"Hmmm." She nodded for a moment before turning to her daughter. "You trained her well I see."
Angela chocked on her glass of water. "W-What ?"
"I only know one person who calls Beyonce a performer when she's actually the queen of the stage." She smirked as she took a sip of her wine. "And it's you. "
"Yeah whatever." Angela rolled her eyes as she took a bite out of her dish.
"What about sports ?" Carlos changed the subject quickly. "Angela told me you play soccer. So how is it going ?"
"It's great." Lottie smiled. "We won our game last week."
"You mean it's amazing !" Angela exclaimed with stars in her eyes. "You should have seen ! She plays like a pro !"
She chuckled as the heat rose to her cheeks.
"She almost flew this girl in the sky with her elbow ! She is the best defender ever !" Angela added proudly, putting her hand on Lottie's thigh.
Carlos exchanged a look with his wife, they smiled at each other, they both knew inside that Angela had never been so happy about anything or anyone in a long time.
"You say that as if you didn't stop me from approaching you the whole way back-"
"Yes, you were full of sweat." She grumbled shaking her head.
"Oh I know that one." Carlos chuckled as he interrupted the two girls. "Gaby barely lets me into the house when I've done my sport."
"Angela take that high-pitched voice and keep telling me-"
"Don't come near me ! I can smell your sweat from here !" Carlos mimicked in a high, exaggeratedly harsh voice.
They both laughed.
Angela and Gabrielle frowned then crossed their arms before turning to their respective lovers.
"What was that supposed to mean ?" They asked at the same time.
"I mean huh-" Carlos looked away in panic. "Do you have new earrings ?"
"Did you notice ?" Gabrielle smiled with an applause. "Doesn't they look beautiful ?"
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Lottie realized how similar Angela was to her mother. And all this without realizing it.
The same gestures, reflexes, facial expressions, musical tastes (obviously), and their tastes in food.
And speaking of food, Lottie was literally swooning over how spicy the dish was. She was sure to be extremely red and sweaty and yet Angela was devouring her plate.
"Are you okay ? You look a little red." The blonde whispered in her girlfriend's ear.
Lottie nodded quickly, then leaned over to whisper back. "Yeah I'm fine, just a little hot."
Angela chuckled as she start drewing circles with her thumb in the girl's inner thigh. "You naughty Lottie."
She rolled her eyes. Obviously Angela hadn't understood what she meant by saying that.
"Did I ever tell you I love it when you wear skirts ? Just wait till we get home so I can pound you on the bed until you can't play soccer anymore-"
Lottie choked and started coughing heavily.
Carlos and Gabrielle looked up and frowned in concern.
Angela stroked her back with her other hand, an innocent frown on her face. "What's wrong ?"
"Maybe I put too much pepper ?" Carlos asked in disbelief.
"I told you not to put so much !" Gabrielle scolded him, shaking her head. "Do you want some milk, Lottie ? It can soothe the pain."
"Milk is perfect Gaby." Replied Angela with a small smile.
"Since it's my fault, I'll go get it for you." He got up quickly heading for the kitchen.
Gabrielle got up immediately to follow him. "Don't touch my fridge Carlos !"
The two walked away bickering on the way.
Angela chuckled and moved closer to Lottie's ear again. "I'll do things so much naughty things to you that you'll lose the use of your voice by moaning my name..."
At this point, Lottie was hot all over.
"And why wait for a bed anyway ? I'll make you ride my face in the backseat right after this-"
"Here's the milk !" Gabrielle exclaimed as she arrived with a large glass in her hand.
"Poor Lottie, she's on the verge of fainting look how flushed she is." Carlos added with a pitcher of iced water in his hand.
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After regaining all her senses, Lottie had even more to discuss with the two adults.
She thought that Carlos and Gabrielle went well together and made adorable newlyweds.
And the couple thought Lottie was perfect for Angela. They had found that the girl had just enough conversation and treated Angela as she deserved.
At the end of the diner, it was the blonde who offered Carlos a game. So he turned on the garden lights and the two started playing basketball in the hoop the man had set up years ago for Angela.
"Look honey !" Carlos shot backwards but missed the basketball hoop.
"Ah ! You still suck at that !" Angela giggled, turning to Lottie pointing a finger at her. "Look at me babygirl I'll show you a real-"
The ball hit a wall and bounced in Angela's face cutting her off in her sentence.
Carlos chuckled as he caught the ball. "You were saying ?"
Angela rolled her eyes before rushing over to him.
Lottie laughed as she watched Angela try to snatch the ball from Carlos' hands.
"Are you still in love with Angela ?" Gabrielle asked in a low voice, turning to her.
"Still ?" Lottie frowned in confusion.
The older woman pulled out her phone and cleared her throat. "I quote : Angela is the only soul on this universe I would ever share a pen with-"
She blushed to the ears and looked away.
"-And I'm going to make sure the next time I give her back her pen is also the day she takes my name and becomes my wife. It'll take all the time it takes. I don't care, as long as I can hear her giggle until my last breath. Even if it's because she saw me chew on my pen until it exploded." She finished with a smile. "And that's just the introduction."
"It was a pretty intense crush." ââShe mumbled.
"Crush." Gabrielle rolled her eyes. "Right...."
"I mean-" Lottie cleared her throat and straightened herself in her chair. "I love her. A lot. But I'm afraid she-"
"Doesn't love you the same way ?" She raised a curious eyebrow.
The taller girl nodded as she admired the blonde playing with Carlos from afar.
"If it makes you feel any better, you wouldn't be here if she didn't love you." Gabrielle told her, watching her husband. "She would never introduce me to someone without being 100% sure."
"Yeah but..." Lottie turned to her, her eyes full of concern. "What if she's wrong ?"
"Trust me, she's not." She reassured her by putting her hand on her shoulder gently.
"Woo-hoo !" Angela threw up her hands in victory. She turned to look around for Lottie. "Did you see that ! I smashed it !"
"You just scored two points. The score is 25-2."
"He's lying !"
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"I hate you." Angela muttered, unbuckling her seat belt.
She had sulked all the way back because Lottie had stopped her from driving.
"And I like you enough to think about your life." Lottie rolled her eyes as she closed the car door. "You're a danger to yourself and anyone who gets into a car you're about to drive."
Angela ignored her and jumped on her back, resting her chin on Lottie's shoulder with a sigh. "I'm too tired to listen to you complain."
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Angela wasn't tired for long, since as soon as she entered Lottie's room, she started kissing her feverishly.
Guiding the taller girl to her bed by her hips.
The louder Lottie's whimpers grew, the more her hands became impatient. When the dark-haired girl finally touched the corner of the bed, Angela smirked against her lips before laying her down under her.
She pulled her shirt off, bringing it over her head, before starting to pull off Lottie's top.
"Wanna see a magic trick ?" She whispered in a deep voice as she trailed her kisses down her jawline.
"Hm mm." Lottie bit her lip to stifle a moan that turned into a long sigh, she couldn't think straight anymore.
Angela removed her belt with one hand, the other still firmly holding Lottie in place as she continued her work on her neck.
In a few seconds had tied both her hands with the belt.
"I'm not going to leave it like this." She mumbled, playing with the material of Lottie's panties. "It's just to show you what kind of magic I can do."
She nodded quickly trying to catch her breath. Her chest falling and rising in an irregular pace.
"You're so beautiful." She added, lifting her head so she could see Lottie's expression. "And I want to show you how much I appreciate you."
Lottie crushed her lips to his in response and Angela giggled as she took the belt off from the girl's hands.
Almost automatically Lottie's hands clung to the bare skin on her back.
"I like it when you scratch." Angela smiled as she cupped Lottie's bottom lip.
It was a long night.