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12/14

"Lou?"

She turns around in the bed to look over at her best friend and hums in response.

"Can I ask you something?"

Fiddling with fingers... little one is nervous.

"Hm go ahead babes." Lou leans forward to press a kiss to her cheek whilst taking Harriet's hand in her. By now, she knows Harriet enough to know when she needs physical comfort.

Which is... a lot. But Louisa doesn't mind. At all.

Green doe eyes blink up at her. "We can talk about everything and anything and it wouldn't be awkward, right?"

"Never." Louisa promises, squeezing her hand trying to comfort her. "It's you and me, Haz. You know you can talk to me about anything."

A sigh of relief escapes her pink lips before she turns a little pink herself. "Um, so like, you're older than me, you have- um, have you ever, you know... touched yourself?"

Louisa let's out a small laugh. "Yes Haz, I masturbate."

She blink at the older girl. "Oh." She bites her lip unconsciously. "Does it really feel good?"

"Yeah it does. Do you?"

"I've thought about it, but I- um, I've never tried. Like I watched porn but I don't think I liked it much. And I didn't know if it's okay or not... I mean mum never talks to me about this stuff, you know, and I don't know how to bring it up because I wanted to have a real conversation with her about all this. And Gemma isn't here, I really miss her, I miss home. And my other friends mostly don't have vaginas, they are all wankers anyways."

She finally looks up from her rambling, tension leaving her shoulders at the fond look she was receiving from Lou.

"You can always talk to me, Za. Don't worry your little pretty head so much." She pulls Harriet closer to her, one hand cuddling her waist, the other running through her hair.

"Why are your boobs so much bigger than mine?" She sighs. "They're so comfy too." She nuzzles further into Louisa's chest to emphasise.

The said chest vibrates as Lou laughs and pulls Harriet's face back to look at her. "We'll see that after two- three years. Mine are just cup B, yours will definitely grow into nice D and then you'll whine about having to wear bras all the time and backaches." Her hands come up to cup her almost flat chest, on which Harriet squeals. This level of comfort is new to them and she absolutely loves it even though she can't fully believe that she has this level of openness with her bestie.

But her nipples are already pretty sensitive so she bats Lou's hands away at the earliest.

"Louisa!" Haz almost screams in surprise, swatting Lou's hands away, a smile ever present on her face.

"What? I thought you wanted to be comfortable about everything." With the teasing, Lou tickles her curly headed best friend, who was squirming under her, begging her to stop.

"Lou please, I love you, you're my best bitch, get off me! I'm on my periods!"
Lou gets off her in an instant, first handedly knowing that her best friend has the worst cramps, half the time leaving her in tears.

"Should've told that to me before, babes." She mutters into her neck, spooning Harriet from behind, knowing she loves to be the small spoon, and slips her hands inside Haz's tee to rest them on her lower belly, thumb occasionally caressing her soft skin, knowing that the warmth helps her. "You craving anything? Chocolates? Junk food?"

"Just cuddles."

Louisa smiles and kisses the hair covered head in front of her face. Harriet is just so cute.

They breathe in the comfortable silence.

Harriet joined the Woodstock Residential School earlier this September, entering in Year 8. The school policy had every newbie room with a student mentor, who was usually a senior. Harriet got Louisa who had already been here for 3 years, and was now in Year 10. It's just November but Harriet is pretty sure she's never had a better friend, a better mentor. She found home in Louisa.

Homesickness and nightmares were Harriet's best friend before Louisa, and when the older girl got to know about it, she didn't waste a single minute in removing their side tables and joining their single beds, cuddling Harriet to sleep every night without fail, no matter how many times her friends call her to hang out with them. She never leaves Harriet alone when she needs Lou.

The bed sheets, they never used single bed sheets ever since. Hell, they even share the same blanket! And that is saying something.

Lou helped her when she had her first periods, and even though she absolutely hates sharing her stuff, she gives her Haz anything and everything she would ever need. Especially chocolates.

She is lovable, there's no doubt. The teachers love her, even the ones who never taught her, and this too, has helped Harriet. The moment they got to know that she was Louisa's mentee, they'd treat her like their own child.

It's impossible for Haz to not love Lou.

"It's nice. Talking about things so freely. With you."

Lou kisses the back of her neck as a response.
"It's nice knowing you feel nice. And honestly, it's good for me too. I like talking to you."

"I love you Lou. You're my best friend."

Lou hovers over her ear, whispering, "I love you too, you pile of goo."

"Fucktard!" Harriet cackles.

"Oooo, my baby had finally grown up, look at the big words coming out of your mouth. I taught thee well." She nods to herself.

"You didn't teach me anything, Gemmy did."

Her voice is soothing when she casually teases her again, "Oh baby, but Gemmy isn't here. What are you gonna do on days you're too horny to sleep, who's gonna teach you about getting yourself off then? 'What to do's and 'what not to do's? This place doesn't have sex ed."

Harriet stutters on this one, she didn't expect Lou to be this open to her instantly. But the caressing thumb on her tummy was a reassuring gesture. "Um, th-", she clears her throat, "-there's always internet."

Louisa tuts sleepily, "Haz, Hazza, you always forget we aren't allowed internet access. Only the seniors are. And you aren't gonna google 'how to masturbate' in your computer science class, are you? The main school system gets all the google history of all the computers, don't risk it."

Harriet sighs in defeat. "We'll come to it when the time comes."

She feels Louisa snort, muttering a 'sure'.
But then lifts her head up after a few seconds. "There'll come a time when you'll be coming." She giggles to herself.

It takes Harriet a few seconds but then she turns her head to face Lou and groans, "That was so bad!"

"Your humor rubbed off on me. Not on me sista!"

"I'll have you know Ms. Tomlinson, my humor is top notch."

She hums. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, babes." And presses a kiss to her curls, going back to spoon her.

"Lou?"

She hums again, almost half asleep.

"You know the two girls in Year 11? The ones who were kissing? Tia and Jasmine?"

Lou is wide awake now.
She loosens her grip on Harriet, not so subtly.

"What about them?"

Lets say Lou isn't a very keen supporter of LGBTQ.

This time Harriet doesn't turn around to look her in the eye. "Do you think they're weird? Like what do you think about them?"

"About them being lesbians?"

"Yeah."

"Erm- I don't know Haz, um, back in my town or home we never had any discussions on this, like I had no opinion on it."

"And now?"

The older girl lets out an exasperated sigh, "I don't know Haz, the people, well, the seniors I talk to, they don't like it."

At this Harriet grumbles, "I don't like the seniors you talk to. They're always only giving you work, but that's a discussion for another time. I want to know what do you think?"

"Haz-" She lets out a frustrated sigh but answers her nonetheless. "I guess I have the same opinion."

"Oh." Her tone can be easily recognised as disappointed. "Well, I think they're cute."

Louisa takes a minute to herself.

Well, Tia and Jas sure are cute together and their love isn't harming anyone, why do seniors not like them?

She tightens her grip around Harriet once again, resuming tracing circles on her tummy.
"You've convinced me they're cute."

Harriet laughs. "That easy?"

"Mhm, didn't have to give it much thought. They sure are cute together."

Giggling, Harriet says a fond 'I love you.'

"I love you too, Haz."
Louisa presses yet another set of kisses to her curly head before falling into a deep slumber.

"Fuck!" She scrambles around, grabs the nearest edge of the blanket she could find and covers herself up as quickly as she can.

"Babes, next time just tell me you want some time to yourself, I'll be back in half an hour." Lou laughs good naturedly and goes back out, locking the door behind her with her key of the room.

Harriet sighs, taking her fingers out of her shorts and getting up to go to the adjoining washroom to wash up.
It isn't like she was enjoying anything a lot before Louisa barged in.

She needs to take up Lou on her offer to teach her what to do because this shit wasn't feeling that good at all.

Going back to their bed, Harriet pulls her hair up in a pony, fixes up the sheets, removes the towel she laid down and folds the blankets nice and proper, cracking the windows open to let in March air, it's a sunny sunday she wants to make use of it.

By the time Louisa comes back, she's sitting on their bed, re-reading her worn out copy of Pride and Prejudice.

"Had a nice time?" She teases her, flopping down on the bed.

Harriet buries her face between the pages and groans. "Can we pretend it never happened?"

"Oh no no no. Now I at least know you are not a nun. But really how was it? Did you at least have one amazing orgasm?" Lou is looking up at her with the look that states 'give-me-all-the-details'.

She puts the book aside and sighs. "No."

Lou pouts. "No?! C'mon Hazzaaaa, I want details!!"

"That was the answer to your question, no I did not have an orgasm, let alone an amazing one."
She throws her head back to look up at the ceiling.

Louisa sits up. "But why?"

She groans, "Lou. I don't know what to do, alright! What I did didn't feel good."

A very dramatic sigh is let out. "Oh baby Hazza, that's it? I told you, you can ask me anything." She takes Harriet's hands into hers. "And I really mean it. I don't ever want you to not feel comfortable here, at least with me." She presses a kiss to her Haz's forehead.

She timidly nods, overwhelmed with Lou's love. She really got extremely lucky that she found Louisa.

"Will you tell me what to do?"

Lou proudly puffs her chest out. "I'll give you all my tricks, you'll never need anybody else." She ends with a wink.

"Yeah, yeah." Harriet brushes it off as nothing, turning her face to the other side to try and hide her heated cheeks.

Lou sits up all proper as if she was getting ready to attend a lecture. "Did you go straight for fingering?"

Harriet almost chokes on her saliva but manages to nod.

The older girl looks so serious. "Try not to do that until you've like, explored everything and figured out what you like, yeah? Don't go directly for penetration. Play with your clit first. Clitoral orgasms are the easiest, and God, they feel good."

Clit first. Alright.

The confusion on Harriet's face is pretty evident apparently because then Lou explains.

"Haz, you know what clitoris is, right?" And she's not even teasing her, she's dead serious.

Now, Harriet might be a rookie but she sure isn't completely clueless. "Ofcourse I know what clit is, Lou!"

"Alright, for me rubbing it feels the best, you need to try different ways to play with it and see what feels best for you. You could rub it slowly or hard, if you like hard, you could tap it, pinch it lightly, or you could even just grind, you know on a pillow or the seam of your jeans or panties too really, it feels good." She puts down the pillow she grabbed while explaining.

Harriet nods. She didn't know you can do that many things to stimulate her clit.

"And when you near your orgasm, you'll feel it, go faster, rub faster, do whatever makes you feel good really." Lou shrugs like she's talking about weather and not the, now wet, part between Harriet's thighs.

In lieu of distracting herself from rocking her thighs, she changes the topic. "You could be a really good sex ed teacher, you know."

Louisa laughs. "Oh no, I just like reading about it, 's all."

This peaks Harriet's interest. She didn't know Louisa reads avidly. About sex. "What more is there?"

"There's a lot, this isn't even the tip, young Harriet." She boops her nose and takes her hand, counting on Harriet's finger. "There are different types of orgasms, different parts of clit that stimulate these orgasms, penetration is whole different thing. I've never really enjoyed it much but it feels good sometimes. Then there's anal, don't forget neck and thighs and boobs. Then there are fetishes and kinks."

Harriet blinks up at her. "That... sounds like a lot."

She chuckles and nods. "There's a lot that I have no fucking idea about."

A sigh escapes Harriet's lips and she falls forward, burying her face in the sheets. "This sounds exhausting!"

A hand runs along her long curls. "At first it does, yeah. But once you find what you like, if you're anything like me, you'll love it."

Propping her face to a side, Harriet asks, "How often do you masturbate?"

Finally, a hint of pink shows up on her cheekbones. "Um... like once a day?"

Oh. That's... quite often.

"When? Where? I never get to know!"

"Well..." She brings her legs in the butterfly position and swings them up and down.
"Usually at night when you take bath."

She hums and nods, leaning to put her head in Louisa's lap, starting up random conversation.

Half an hour later, Harriet is winning their Sunday Scrabble, a tradition they started because they were bored out of their minds.

•

Quickly stripping the bed sheets off, Harriet goes off to do the laundry, face red with embarrassment, she feels so humiliated on her own.

When she returns to their room, Louisa is already there, putting up new sheets on the bed. She must have thought Harriet was gone to do laundry.
"Hey Lou. How was your club thing?"

"It was fine, but I'd much rather spend time with my friends. Or sleeping."

And for the time being, she forgets what had just happened. "Aww Lou, look at you going all gooey."

She gets swatted with the pillow cover that was yet to be pulled on the pillow. One thing about Louisa is, she doesn't show her soft side to everybody. She likes to be tough and not let anybody in, just selected people.

"You tell me, what did you do all morning?" Louisa asks when she's finally done with the pillow covers, plopping down on the newly made bed.

"Got up late." And horny.

Lou looks at her for sometime, knowing that something is bothering her Haz. She knows Harriet enough to know when she rambles, how much she rambles on and on, her nervous ramble and excited ramble and her carefree ramble.

And right now is the exact sort of time when her Haz would normally be rambling.

"C'mere." She opens her arms and Harriet goes in without delaying for a single second, sitting on Louisa's thighs. They cuddle for a good minute.

The ice is broken by Louisa muttering in her ear, "I told you your boobs are gonna be fucking huge. They're already C, aren't they?" She smiles when it finally extracts a wet laugh out of Harriet.

Lou holds them and presses one kiss to top of each, talking to them. Harriet only catches a part of it, "That's right, I've watched you grow from AA to handfuls of C." She rolls her eyes, by now used to Louisa's antics.

She snorts and cuddles further into Louisa's neck and Lou's arms wrap around her waist keeping her stable. With a turn of head, she presses kisses to Harriet's cheek.

"What's wrong, love?"

She hears sniffles, she lets Harriet let it out, rocking her a little.

"Last sunday, you told me... um you told me how to- masturbate, right, so um, I tried it today." Harriet doesn't pull her face back to look at Louisa, and Louisa just scratches her scalp to soothe her.

"Yeah? Did you not like something?"

Harriet's arms tighten around even more around Lou. "No no, it felt really good, I did like you told me. And I even felt when I was, you know, getting close to my orgasm."

She presses more kisses to her cheek. "Did it overwhelm you?"

Harriet whines. "No."

"Then what happened, baby? How will we do something about it if you don't tell it to me?" Louisa tucks the few fringes that came out of Harriet's pony behind her ear.

She whispers, "It's embarrassing."

"I literally fart in front of you all the time, you think I really care about embarrassing stuff?"

She whispers something, too low for Louisa's ears to catch.
"Couldn't hear you."

"I peed myself." Harriet's head is now buried impossibly deep in Louisa's neck. She could feel Harriet's cheek heat up.

Oh.

"It's alright, love. Accidents happen sometimes." She tries her best to soothe her distraught best friend.

It is now that Harriet finally pulls back to look at Lou. "You aren't disgusted?"

She shrugs. "I literally constantly live with babies, I have 4 younger sisters. And I'll have you know, babies pee a lot. Nature's call, really." She wipes Harriet's reddened chubby cheeks, pecking both of them. "It's normal while experimenting with yourself."

"But I'm literally thirteen!"

"It's done now. And it was an accident. It's okay babes. It happens."

Harriet sniffs, "I don't know what I'd do without you, Lou."

She boops Harriet's red nose. "Good thing, you'll never have to know."

Harriet sighs in relief and sags down on Louisa's chest, resting her head on top of her chest. "I love you, Lou."

"I love you too, little one." Lou rubs back and feels her go relaxed. "I am a little confused though."

"About what?"

"Like you were about to orgasm and you peed?"

Harriet whines, wanting to move on from the topic already, but she still answers, "yes. I did like you told me to and I went faster when I felt close, like I rubbed my clit as fast as I could and I couldn't control what happened next."

"Babes, I- I don't think it was pee, I think you squirted. Which is like, amazing."

Harriet scrunched up her nose. "What's that?"

"Alright, it doesn't happen with everyone but sometimes when you orgasm you release this transparent fluid. It may be very little or a lot, it depends from body to body. It wasn't pee, it was your orgasm. Your, um... cum."

Harriet looks down, face flushed, fiddling with her fingers."Oh."

"Yeah, and besides, it doesn't smell like pee here." It smells a little like sex. "So I'm pretty sure you're a squirter. You must have had a fucking amazing orgasm if you squirted!" Louisa definitely feels more excited than Harriet herself.

"I- I just remember the build up, when I, um, squirted, I was too mortified and embarrassed to feel anything else." She squirms a little, still sitting on top of Lou.

Louisa grabs her cheeks and presses more kisses to her face. "That's alright babes, nothing to worry about. The next time you'll know what to expect and you can enjoy the waves of pleasure that'll literally surge through your body."

She nods. "Do you, um, squirt?"

"No." Louisa groans. "I've wanted to, I've also been trying to squirt, but nothing so far."

"Tell me more about yourself. Like you basically know everything about my.. well sex life?" She asks, maybe it will make her feel better to know Louisa as she knows her. She cuddles closer to her, still resting her face above Louisa's boobs.

She chuckles and nods. "What do you wanna know, babes?"

"Anything."

She starts like she's telling Harriet some night time story instead. "The first time I masturbated was when I was thirteen I guess, I was at home, mum had gone out with all the itty-bitties. It felt good but I didn't have my first orgasm till about three months after that, you know."

"Three months?!"

"Yeah, I didn't know shit about what I was doing. Then I started reading about it, talked to me mum a bit, we have a very close relationship. It helped. Eventually I started reading blogs by doctors and research papers. They made me who I am today." She finishes with wiping away fake tears.

Dramatic as always.

"I wish I had that close bonding with my mum. I mean, you know we are close but sex talk is a no for us."

Louisa can't really do anything about that. "Well, you've got me." She gives her an exaggerated 'muah'.

Harriet rolls her eyes but a small giggle betrays her expressions. "Yeah, you're my sex-ed teacher."

By the end of the academic year, usually the mentors are changed, thus changing the room arrangements. The new students would usually get settled by now and few would become mentors themselves.

Harriet didn't want to leave Louisa.
And it isn't like Louisa wanted to move away either.

So they put in an application for Harriet still needing Louisa as her mentor, they were roomed together for yet another year.

Year 9 is like a switch flip for little Haz. She had become so much more open, opposite of the shy person Lou first met. She said it was Louisa whose loudness had rubbed on her, not that any of them were complaining.

Harriet now outright demanded cuddles and initiated conversations about anything that was bothering her in the slightest, no matter how personal or awkward it might be. To say Louisa was very happy about it, would be an understatement.

Her Haz now is dating a guy from their school, Louisa had made sure to check every detail about him, wanting only the best for her best friend.

But hell broke loose today.

"YOU WHAT?!" Louisa blinked up at her.

Harriet is a little taken aback. She expected a positive response, or at least a neutral one, because it was her Lou, her Lou who never ever judges her for anything.

"Please tell me you're fucking with me." She can't believe Louisa is begging her to just say it is a joke.

"Lou, I'm not joking."

She hears Lou groan. "Where did you even get the time?!"

"Um, you know that class on the third floor of academic block? The one that's always empty? He had the last hour empty." Harriet shrugs, feeling the smallest she's ever felt in Lou's presence.

"So you bunked yours? Babes-" Louisa sighs. "Harriet, you realise that place is so fuckin' unhygienic, besides how did you just let him finger you!"

This is the most dangerous glare Harriet has ever sent Louisa's way. But Louisa keeps her stand. "Well we are dating, we're bound to be doing stuff, Louisa."

"But-"

She gets up from the bed, not ready to listen to a single more second of Louisa judging her. "Lou! I'm not a fucking child. I respect your wishes to not get involved with anyone, you should respect mine."

Louisa gets up behind her. "It's not about respecting your wishes, your body is still fucking growing! You need to let it completely grow before you jump into sex."

Turning around to face her best friend, Harriet pleads, "I already finger myself Lou, how is it any different?"

The helpless sigh that leaves Louisa's mouth has Harriet almost breaking down. "Haz- masturbation is about exploring your own body, feeling it change and grow, letting another person touch your body is a whole another thing!"

"But I liked it Lou! Why don't you get it?" Harriet is already tired of trying to explain her actions to the one person who she thought would support her through everything.

"Haz." Warm hands rest on her cheeks, wiping away the tears. Harriet has no recollection of when she started crying, but she chooses not to focus on that. "Hazza, Hazza." Louisa pulls her in and tucks her head underneath her own chin, kissing the top of her hair.
"Baby, I just don't want you to do things you might regret. He's older than both of us, not by much, but older still. He could have done something wrong and you could've been hurt and- I don't want him to take advantage of you anyhow, no matter how small it is. I don't trust him."

Harriet sniffles and shakes her head, hitting Lou's chin in the process. "He won't take advantage of me Lou. He didn't even see anything, I was wearing my skirt the whole time."

"Baby, that doesn't mean he couldn't have hurt you by mistake."

"Lou-"

Louisa sighs in defeat. She doesn't want to make her best friend more upset than she already is. So she just settles for rubbing her back, shushing and kissing her head.

•

"Was it at least nice?" She mumbles in the back of Harriet's head.

She responds with a half asleep, "Huh?"

When both of them finally settled down from their fight, they needed to cuddle. And Louisa now needed details.

"Did you cum when he fingered you?"

Harriet turns around to face Louisa, much more awake now. "Um, yeah, didn't squirt though. Which was embarrassing because I told him I do that, because it would get so messy, but then it didn't happen. I don't want him to think I'm a liar."

Running her hands through Haz's curls is something that soothes something inside her. Maybe it's the way Harriet goes pliant under her. "Who cares what he thinks."

"Lou." She does that eyebrow furrow thing she does when she disapproves of something.

Louisa rolls her eyes, she really has been very clear she doesn't like the guy, but there's nothing particularly wrong with him so she can't chase him away.

Soothing the lines between Harriet's forehead, she asks, "Anyways, what else did he do? Or you. What did you do?"

The pink of her cheeks and the avertion of her eyes is confirmation enough. "Why would you think I did something?"

"Oh my God! Don't tell me you blew-"

"NO no, just jerked him off." Her hands fly upto her face to hide it. Haz knows it's not anything wrong as such, but she really doesn't want another fight and Lou seems to understand. She doesn't wanna fight either.

Suppressing her urge to grimace and give Harriet another earful, she pries Harriet's hands off of her face. And then wiggles her eyebrows, "You really touched a dick?"

A honking laugh comes out of Harriet's mouth before she claps her hand over it. "It sounds so horrible when you put it like that!"

Lou shrugs as much as she can with one shoulder. "Dicks are scary."

After a good few seconds of another stare to Louisa, Harriet responds.

"True."

And thankfully, the fight was completely resolved. They both still stood on their grounds but what is done is done, there's nothing any of them can do about it.

"He, um-" Louisa looks at her, nodding her head asking her to continue.
Biting her lower lip, she gathers the courage to tell her. "He also felt up my boobs from over my shirt."

Louisa gasps, too exaggerated, earning a little giggle from Harriet. Her arms move from around her waist to chest. She slid down a little to rest her head on top of Harriet's boobs. "No!", she whines, "But they're mine." She pouts.

Making Harriet laugh is worthy of being the butt of all the jokes. "Then claim them before someone else does, Ms. Tomlinson."

"Oi, I claimed them the first day I held these babies." Louisa unbottons the first two buttons of Harriet's school shirt, just upto her cleavage, lightly biting down on the flat skin just above the swell of her breasts starts, making Harriet giggle.
"Grrr, they are mine."

•

April

"Porn is ew."

"You are just not watching the right porn." Louisa says, without even looking at her best friend.

"No. Erotica is superior."

Nodding, she replies, "Smut's far better I agree. But porn's not 'ew' per say." This time she glances at Harriet.

Giving Louisa her best bitch face, she mutters, "I beg to differ, Ms. Tomlinson."

Laughing, Louisa growls at her playfully. "C'mere you little brat."

And so Louisa shows Harriet porn.

"What? You are literally wasting your data on porn?! That too, to show me?!" Harriet is flabbergasted.

Louisa rolls her eyes and proceeds to open her laptop. "Oh, shut up Curly and watch with me."

"Louuu!"

Louisa efficiently ignores her and opens her saved pages on google.

"You have FAVOURITED PORN WEBSITES?! Louu! That's gross!"

"Shut up Haz. And watch this."

It's a threesome. Two skinny blondes and a brunette guy with very tight pants.

There's nothing much that doesn't meet the eye there really.

"Why are they all so skinny?"

"Because I like the dynamics in this one."

"Dynamics."

"Harriet, I swear to God I will tape your mouth."

"This is my bestie Carla, Carla, meet my boyfriend Tony.

Your boyfriend's fucking fit!

I know. You guys talk, I have to take this call.

So Tony, where d'you guys meet?"

He gives some answer that Harriet doesn't care to listen. Honestly, this is shit. The storyline's shit, they are all just gonna fuck and that is it. Fake moans, fake orgasms, fake everything.

"Louu!! This is shit."

"Haz, you never watch porn for storyline. Wait for the good part, baby. This is much more realistic than usual porn."

"- your friend is pretty hot.

She is, isn't she.

Mm, her tits are huge and I bet she's extremely responsive.

Tony!

What? I'm only stating facts. You've always wanted to see me fuck someone else.

Yes, but that's my best friend!

You know I'll take care of her. Both of you if you want.

Uh, Tony, fuck!

Yeah? Could finger both of you at the same time. Or you could sit and watch, touch yourself, give me a show.

Oh, fuck, sorry!

Carla! CARLA!

We are sorry, please come and sit with us.

If you are sure, because I can leave if you want some alone time.

No, no, I want you here. I mean I do want to have a nice fuck, but I want to spend time with you too. It doesn't have to be awkward, right?
You've seen me naked countless times before, not much different if it happens in front of you, right?

But I've never seen you fuck and it is gonna be awkward.

First time for everything I guess.
Please Carla, I want you here. I don't mind you seeing me in any state.

What about him?

He doesn't mind either.

If you are sure.

Yes, pleaseee Carla."

Soon enough the couple starts making out, wildly grinding on each other, hands roaming in and out of clothes.
The clothes come off easy, not that there were many to handle.

"Carla, what d'you think?

It's hot.

Yeah? Wanna see up close?

You are so big.

Don't you worry, I can fit it in.

Yeah, c'mon put it in and fuck me like you mean it.

Oh.

You wanna join?

Wha- no!

Are you sure? You look a little hot there.

No! That is just awkward and no!

It doesn't have to be awkward, you can join us, we don't mind."

"I don't understand how the fuck do they even come up with such ridiculous scenarios."

"Jesus!"
Louisa skips it to the part where the actual fucking starts.

The guy is fingering one of the blondes while the other girl sits on her face, riding it.

But true to Louisa's word, at least the reactions look genuine. The expressions, the gasps, the stuttering- it's getting Harriet hot. Too hot for her sake.

There's also a good amount of dirty talking, another thing that gets to Harriet. She almost squirms but Louisa is sitting right next to her and she looks like she's in a similar state.

"Okay, this is bearable."

"I told you. But I think this is enough for today-"

"But I wanna see!" Way to self torture Harriet. Great job!

"It gets... a little kinky from here..." Harriet had never ever seen Louisa fidget. Until now that is. Good to know.

"Who knew the future head girl of prestigious Woodstock Residential would be into kinky sex." Harriet teases her, forgetting her damp condition down there for a second.

"Please, I just know that once you are introduced to kinks and fetishes, you will have a list longer than your curls."

Giving her Chesire cat smile, she looks devastatingly wicked. In a good way. "Umm, I can't wait to get started then."

And Harriet resumes the video.

Somehow one of the girl ends up with a strap-on, teasing the other girl's slit.

'I'd always wanted to do this with you.'

'Yeah? Fuck me T!'

"They ruined the middle with those exaggerated moans!" Harriet sighs.

"I feel like we are analyzing porn and not introducing you to kinks."

"We can do both."

'FUCK MOMMY!'

The room hears Harriet suck in a sharp breath. It was very sudden.

'Fuck, you take mommy so well! Want daddy to feed you his thick cock, huh?

Yes yes!

Such a slut, isn't she, T? Taking our cocks like a starved whore.

That's right. You gonna make us come, you little slut? Gonna milk out both mommy and daddy?'

"I think that's enough."

Harriet blinks herself out of the trance she had been in and turns towards Louisa who just shut her laptop close.

"Yeah-" She clears her throat. "Yes, that- um, that is enough for one day, I guess."

"I-"

"That-"

"Yeah?"

"No you go first." Harriet gestures Louisa to speak.

"I was just gonna-" Louisa points to her charger, "Was just gonna put it to charge. You were saying?"

"Nothing." Taking in a deep breath, Harriet murmurs, "yeah nothing."

"Hey! Just because I showed you porn that does not make things awkward!" Louisa absolutely hates it when Harriet hesitates to tell her anything at all. "I have seen your boobs far too many time for anything to be awkward."

So what if Harriet is too lazy to go to the bathroom to change, sue her.
They are roommates. Bound to see things.

The curly headed sighs in defeat. What's the worst that can happen right?
"Okay. So maybe I have a few kinks..."

"Jesus Fucking Christ! Now, Ms. Styles that wasn't very hard, was it? It's just sex and kinks, I don't get why does everyone get so awkward over it." The older one shakes her head in disapproval.

"Lou! Not everyone is as open as you."

"No, but you are."

Harriet huffs, crossing her arms. "Which ones do you have?"

Giving her a side eye, Louisa teases her. "Do you really want to know, little one?"

"Well I did ask you now, didn't I, Ms. Tommo?" Her sass is absolutely a gift from Louisa herself.

"Hm, I see how it is." Walking towards the bed, Louisa plops down beside Harriet and leans back on the pillows.
"Well, I have mommy kink- like someone calling me mommy and I- I think it's more of the feeling of being dominant and being in control of someone else, you know what I mean?"

Harriet sucks in a sharp breath and nods eagerly, sharp blue eyes piercing hers.

"So there's that. And I may be into dirty talk, that is something I feel like I will really need to try with my- my partner. It's like don't knock it till you try it, yeah?" She shrugs.

Harriet nods, looking down at her folded legs. "You are such a passionate lover, I bet. Besides, your cuddles are to die for. Your boy is gonna be a fucking lucky one, I'm jelly."

At that Louisa laughs out loud, but at Harriet's pout she sits up and tackles Harriet into a cuddle.

"You are my baby first and foremost." She plants a slobbery kiss on her chubby cheek. "People should get jelly over us, not the other way 'round."

These wide doe eyes will always be her weakness, Louisa knows, because there isn't a lot she wouldn't do is Harriet asks her of anything.

"You'll kick your boy out of the bed if I want a cuddle?"

Running a hand through Harriet's curls, she clicks her tongue. "I will. You know what? I'll probably be that badass bitch who didn't marry because men are dicks and is the awesome aunt that gets everyone vodka and has 15 dogs."

Harriet beams up at Lou with bright eyes, "Mm, and then I'll come live with you because God knows what am I gonna do without you."

Louisa giggles, "You are just so cute, I wanna keep you all to myself." She holds Harriet even closer, tickling her here and there.

"Yes, keep me with you." Harriet nuzzles into Louisa's skin like the kitten she is.

"Very cute indeed.", Louisa sighs, content.

"I'll definitely kiss you on my bachelorette if you won't let me kiss you now." Harriet grumbles.

"Why!" Louisa laughs.

"Because I want to. And proper kiss, tongue and all." Harriet smacks her lips.

They had just come back from Christmas breaks and Louisa managed to sneak in a little bit of vodka.

Louisa wonders for a few seconds before replying, "I'll let you peck."

Haz groans, "You're so boring!" Her pouty, plushy lips, look even more lush under the fairy lights. "I'll sneak my tongue in and then you'll have to kiss me."

Louisa laughs again. "Hazza! You've had too much. Give your glass to me."

"Noo!" She pouts when Louisa takes her glass away but eagerly drinks up when she's handed a glass of water.

Sighing, she leans into Louisa's side, almost falling forward but Louisa catches her.

"Okay, it's time for you to sleep."
Harriet opposes, too tipsy.
"Alright just lay down, we can cuddle."
And she goes down plaintly.

"Louuu?"

Lou chuckles at Harriet's breath hitting her neck."Yes you big baby?"

"Kissie." She demands.

Louisa showers her with kisses all over her head, eyes, cheeks, nose and chin.
Harriet puckers her lips and Louisa brings her cheek down so she could kiss Lou.

"Why won't you gimme a kissie!"

Louisa gasps, "I just gave you so many kissies!"

She whines, she is really a baby. But she's Louisa's baby. "On my lips." She pouts again. "Mummy used to give me kisses all the time when I was little."

Fonding over Harriet's antics will never become boring for Louisa. She is just so cute. "Yes love, that was because you were a little nakey baby."

She gasps, "Lou! Don't be a meanie. It's the same thing, mummy loves me, you love me."

Louisa shakes her head, Harriet is even more stubborn than her own self when she wants to be.
"Okay let's make a deal. I'll give you a peck if you still want it when you're sober. Tomorrow morning. Alright love?"

Harriet frowns at her, "You're a meanie." And then snuggles into Louisa's chest, her snores surrounding Lou mere minutes later.

Louisa has never loved her best friend more. She might be a little crazy, even to Louisa, but she's perfect.

•

"Shh baby, it's Sunday. Drink water and sleep it off." Louisa whispers, handing her a cup filled with water.

She groans in pain. It isn't much, but there's a constant low thrum in her head. When she reaches out for Lou, she hurriedly moves to Harriet's side so she could rest her head on Lou's tummy.

She puts Harriet back to sleep and goes off to freshen up herself.

When she comes out of the shower, hair wrapped in a towel, Harriet is sitting on the bed, wide awake, staring at her hands resting on her lap.

"You feeling better now babes?"

Harriet whips her head so fast that Louisa is pretty concerned about her getting a whiplash.
"I'm sorry!" She blurts, eyes wide.

Louisa shakes her head a little, "For what?"

She groans and covers her face. "Last night. Oh God Lou, I've never been so embarrassed, apart from when I thought I peed myself, but that's different. Fuck, I'm never drinking again."

The only thing she hears is Louisa chuckle and then she feels the bed dip and lips pressing down on her hair. "It's okay, Haz. You get very cuddly when you're drunk and that's cute."

"Asking you to... kiss me isn't being 'cuddly'!"

Louisa can't help but laugh. "Babe, it was just for a platonic kiss, it's okay, chill out."

She removes Harriet's hands from her face, making her look up at Louisa.
"It is a big deal Lou, you always look over my stupid actions and tell me that you don't mind, but they are getting stupider every fucking time!"

She holds her face in her hands. "Hazza, the explanation you gave me last night was valid. It wasn't stupid. Mothers kiss their kids all the time, even siblings platonically kiss each other, friends greet each other with platonic lip kisses, I just didn't kiss you because you were drunk, not because I think it's wrong. Your actions aren't stupid baby."

Haz looks up with blurry wide eyes, looking very small, so unsure and Louisa hates it. She bends down to rest her forehead against Harriet's.

"Hazza, I need you to know that I'm honest with you. I tell you when I think you're being stupid or reckless, like with that guy when he asked you for sex, I yelled at you and didn't let you go because I know that was idiotic because he was leaving you anyways. I don't think getting drunk is wrong, or saying something that is in your heart is wrong. It didn't hurt anyone and I found the sentiment very pure. It's not stupid Hazza. I don't support you in idiotic things. I've never met someone as pure hearted as you, you are just childlike sometimes, not stupid. And I love that about you."

Somewhere between this, Harriet's eyes closed and tears started pouring out, dripping down her chin. Louisa slowly kisses her forehead and then her nose.

On this, more tears start falling down her cheeks and she starts ugly crying into Lou's tee.
"I-" hiccup "- I love you so m-much Lou. You're the b-best friend I've ever had-" hiccup ""-I don't know what I'm gonna do when y-you leave after this year is over!" She cries harder, and ofcourse, Louisa is crying along with her.

Louisa can't see her tiny Harriet cry.

She shushes her for sometime and when Harriet is down to just sniffling, "About that... um, I was talking to mum the other day and well..." She brings her lips near her ear and whispers, "I'm staying for Sixth form."

Harriet finally pulls her face back from Louisa's neck and blinks up at her, her lower lip that's set in a pout, wobbling, cheeks red, eyes sunken, lashes wet.

"Really?" Now they're talking in whispers.

Lou smiles at her, "Yeah. We've got one and a half year still."

That breaks another dam of tears, this time even happier.

"C'mere, I'll give you a kissie." Louisa hooks her finger under Harriet's chin and perches it up. "Only if you want it."

But a wide eyed Harriet is concerned about other things. "But you haven't had your first kiss yet Lou!"

She merely shrugs and smiles. "It'll make it even more special then. You are someone who'll forever be one of the most important to me. Not some random guy I won't remember two months later."

"But I smell horrible-"

"Yeah darling, we aren't snogging, it's just lips." And Louisa presses her lips to Harriet's.