June 2008
“I don’t know why they make such early flights,” Walker grumbled from where he sat beside Avery in the Starbucks that was at the airport. “They should be illegal.”
Avery laughed softly as she sipped on her coffee, “You could have just let mom bring me,” she told him knowing her dad had volunteered to bring her this morning when it had been decided last week that she’d take an early morning flight to California.
That way she could maybe have more time to sight see and do things with Hannah, the friend who she’d be staying with while in California.
A friend who she had known through ballet and stayed in semi contact with even after Hannah had moved out to California. A friend who maybe she had also came out to via a text two days ago because she didn’t really want to hide her relationship with Paisley while they were traveling together.
Wanted to be out and open since they never could here in Tulsa.
“I could have but I wanted to see you off. Give you the safety of traveling alone talk,” Walker smiled as he locked eyes with her. “That and I feel like I’ve seen so little of you lately and I know things with your mom are strained when well before you and her were so close.”
Looking down at her coffee cup Avery sighed, “Strained is probably an understatement,” she muttered out knowing sometimes things felt more than strained. “I just wish she’d give Paisley more of a chance than what she has. Paisley isn’t that bad dad.”
“I don’t think Paisley is bad Ave,” Walker spoke his words shocking Avery some. “Your mom may not like her but that doesn’t mean I dislike her. I see that since you two have been friends you seem happier. You actually get out of the house more and she has seemed to help cure you from being brokenhearted over your break up with Jeremy that you had mere days ago.”
“Yeah she did help with that,” Avery lied as she took a sip from her coffee. “I just wish mom saw all the things you did but instead all she see’s is Paisley’s sexuality.”
“And you know why she does. You know what the church teaches Avery,” Walker reminded her and Avery nodded because she did know.
Her mom had reminded her of it the first night she met Paisley.
“But what if..well I mean what if I was gay dad?” Avery asked as she watched him trying to read him though his face stayed neutral.
A look he must have mastered long ago to keep his true feelings on things hidden from her mom.
“If you were gay then you were gay Avie. You’d still be my daughter either way,” Walker answered his voice going softer.
Avery wondering if he was being genuine or not or if he was lying to her.
But then again why would he lie? It wasn’t like he knew that she really was gay. But before she could speak up he finished his own coffee and stood from the table.
“We better go they will be calling your flight soon,” Walker told her and Avery nodded as she stood up following behind him and as they left the Starbucks they both threw their cups away.
Avery’s being half full but she couldn’t finish because her nerves about the trip were starting to get to her now that it was becoming more of a reality. In a matter of minutes really now she’d be on a flight heading to California where she’d stay for a few weeks before flying off to Paris.
Places that she’d also get to explore with her girlfriend, the girl that she loved and a girl who she still pathetically imagined forever with.
Though as they walked Walker turned to look at her, “I’ll try to get your mom to come around some,” he told her as he gave her a smile. “Maybe get her to chill some on who you are friends with. But the most I can do is try. No promises that it will work or anything.”
“Try is good for me,” Avery told her dad with a genuine smile.
Glad that for once maybe he’d try something and fight her mom a bit. Actually stand up in the best interest for one of his children.
Because Paisley did make her happier. Happier than she had ever been and Avery didn’t see how it could be wrong or a sin to be in love when everything felt right and made her happy. Made her feel like for once maybe her life had a purpose or something.
Something more than being the younger sister of Hanson and the good child of the Hanson family.
Making it to where she needed to be Avery sat down in a free seat her dad sitting beside her and out of curiosity Avery looked around for Paisley. Wondering just where she was hiding in the airport right now. Wondering how close she was to them and if from where she was if maybe she could see Avery.
Wondering if she was even trying to look for Avery. Which was also probably pathetic but Avery was sure it had already been determined she was pathetically gone for Paisley.
“Three days in California and you’ve already rebelled,” Paisley laughed as she lay beside Avery on the mattress they were sharing in Hannah’s guest bedroom.
A room that looked like it belonged right in the middle of the Fleetwood Mac song Gypsy as it was plastered in black lace and the walls were decorated with dried flower petals. A typical hippie’s wet dream which probably described Hannah’s whole apartment and hippie could describe Hannah in general.
Just like stoner could describe Hannah’s boyfriend Kellan who had sold Paisley weed this morning which had probably helped contribute to Avery rebelling and suggesting that she and Paisley get tattoos. Matching tattoos of the sun and the moon.
Their nicknames for each other that not many people but them knew.
“I know I’m such a bad girl,” Avery teased as she snuggled into Paisley, tangling them together more than they already were. “But I don’t regret it,” she spoke honestly as she looked at the moon on Paisley’s wrist. “Not one bit.”
“Not one bit?” Paisley asked as she turned her head to look at Avery. “Not one little tiny bit huh?”
“Nope,” Avery told her with a smile as she leaned in to peck her lips. “Not one little tiny bit,” she muttered before kissing Paisley again this time longer than a peck.
A kiss in which Paisley rolled over so that she was on top of Avery and Avery was on her back, her arms slowly sliding around Paisley as their hips rolled into each other at the same time. Both of them letting out moans.
Which made Avery giggle as she pulled away from the kiss.
“Is something funny Avie?” Paisley asked as she looked down at Avery a tad curious.
Avery shook her head before giggling again, “Just…maybe I liked it when we both moaned at the same time like that,” she confessed as her cheeks got hot.
Paisley smirking at her words, “You’re weird but that is why I love you,” she whispered before leaning into kiss Avery again.
Avery kissing her back and this time no giggles interrupted their kiss. Instead they were able to both keep kissing, only breaking apart every so often to take off a piece of clothing until they were both naked.
Their bodies pressed against each other perfectly, like they belonged together. Two puzzles pieces that were made for each other.
“I love you too Pai and I want you to fuck me,” Avery spoke softly as she pulled away from the kiss. “Can you please fuck me? I know you brought the strap on. I found it yesterday when I stole that shirt of yours I wore.”
Paisley didn’t respond to that at first, instead she moved her lips down to Avery’s neck. Nipping at the skin softly which made Avery shiver.
A whine coming out of her mouth as Paisley finally moved away and off her, which made Paisley smirk. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you?” she asked her sounding amused with herself. “To do that I have to get the strap on and the lube. You can always take care of yourself as I do that though. I don’t think I’ll be opposed to seeing you touch yourself in front of me.”
Avery blushed again as she listened to Paisley, “But I’ve never touched myself in front of you before,” she told her bringing up the fact that she had never really masturbated herself in front of Paisley yet.
“Yeah and?” Paisley asked as she made it to the bag. “Is it going to give you stage fright if you have an audience watching you touch yourself?”
“No,” Avery told her as she shook her head, letting her hand travel between her legs where she started to stroke herself just to prove a point.
A smirk now playing on her lips as she watched Paisley just stay in front of the bag frozen for a few seconds. Like she hadn’t expected Avery to actually touch herself like she had suggested.
But when it seemed to sink in that she was Paisley seemed to move a bit faster in getting what they needed and preparing everything. Only coming back to the bed after the strap on was on and she had coated it with enough lube that Avery could probably take it without it hurting too much.
Avery letting her thighs fall open some more as she moved her hand away so that Paisley could position herself in between Avery’s legs.
Her head falling back farther into the mattress when Paisley finally slipped inside of her. Not even trying to be gentle which didn’t bother Avery.
She had asked to be fucked after all and fucking wasn’t gentle. It was hard and fast.
Biting her lip as she began to move with Paisley some, Avery looked up at her as they locked eyes. Some kind of secret smile passing between them.
“Tell me something deep,” Avery muttered out before she could even stop herself, knowing right now while being fucked wasn’t the time to get deep but well she was weird.
Paisley had said it earlier so right now really shouldn’t have surprised either of them.
“Something deep huh?” Paisley asked as her breathing grew harder and she left tiny pecks on Avery’s lips.
Avery nodded her head, “Something deep.”
“I’ll never cheat on you,” Paisley spoke as her lips went down to Avery’s neck and Avery moved her head slightly to give her better access. “I love you too much to ever do that to you. You’re too sweet and I’m way too much in love with you to screw this up.”
Smiling at Paisley’s words Avery let her eyes fall shut, taking the rest of Paisley’s kisses on her neck as a promise to what she had just said.
That she’d never cheat on her. Never want to ruin what they had.
“Just so you know one of these days I’m going to ask you to do that in the middle of lovemaking,” Paisley muttered as she slowed her movements some. “Ask you to tell me something deep.”
Avery smiled at that though she remained silent, only ever speaking up when her orgasm finally hit and she muttered out Paisley’s name.
Hoping that Hannah and Kellan were both sound asleep because she was sure she hadn’t been as quiet as she had wanted to be and she’d feel horrible if they had heard them having sex.
“Love you,” Avery whispered out softly as Paisley just collapsed against her. “Love you so goddamn much babe,” she spoke wanting Paisley to know she loved her just as much as Paisley loved her.
That she’d never cheat either. Never ruin what they had. Not when Paisley was the best thing she had going in her life right now.
Not when watching Paisley get tattooed had made her wonder what it’d be like if she came out while still dating her. Let her whole family even her mom know how much she loved this amazing woman.