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A/N - RAHHH OMFG IM ACTUALLY OBSESSED WITH THIS FIC, EEK IM SO PROUD OF MY SELF. Content warnings - Mentions of alcohol, Cursing Car girl! Lara Raj x Fem Reader PT 1 of 2

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I hop out of Megan's car, seeing all the pretty guys and girls gathered around watching people doing donuts and other drift tricks. 

“Do you know if Lara's here yet or no?” I yell at Megan over the exhaustion.

She shrugs and shakes her head no, “not sure” she gives me a questioning look “Why? You gonna give her a kiss?” she chuckles. I sigh and lean against her vintage Nissan S12. “watch it will you?” she slaps my shoulders “i just got a new paint job, im not letting your stupid ass ruin it” I snicker under my breath.

“Don't worry, Meiyok” I push her back, I look past Megan and see her. Lara, with her signature moon boots and leather biker jacket combo making her look devilishly good especially under the moon light and smoke from the tires. She's leaning against some random girl's hellcat, from what I can tell, Lara’s flirting with her. I observe from afar, I wish that could be me flirting back instead of cowering behind the blob of people occupying the space between us. There's a slight palpitation in my chest when she locks eyes with me through the crowd of car nerds looking under the hoods of peoples souped up cars, as if she could feel the jealous gaze on her skin. I stumble off through the crowd of baggy pants,tank tops, silver chains, and Type shi’, Finding some mystery drinks sitting on a foldable table. I sniff the cups, nose scrunched in disgust at the cheap smell of alcohol and down it in one go, Hoping to take the edge off. Lara finds her way past the frat boys,socal asians, and other car-meet goers. 

“Hey” she grins “Haven't seen you at one of these for a while, where’d a pretty thing like you go?” Though as much as i wanna give into her, and so does my body with the way my knees buckle at the nickname, I don't feel like being a victim of her games tonight. She trapped me between the table and her gaze, nowhere left to run except into her arms or over the table of booze. 

“Hellcats? That's your type now? Never thought you would be that desperate considering the fact you have lots of other great options out there.” I smirk into my second almost empty cup of liquid courage, leaving the first cup on the pavement. 

“And where are these other options, honey?” She chuckles, “I mean basically everyone here is a copy of each other”

“I'm hurt you think i'm just like everyone else” I playfully grab my heart. Megan looks over ,gives me a look and mouths what looks like “it's not worth it.” or maybe a “go for it.” I'm not sure. Lara looks back at Megan and gives her a wave before turning back to me. 

“How’ve you been? You seem pretty busy with megan. Are you guys going out or something?” She slyly says with a tint of a jealous vibe in her voice. She grips her drink at her own mention of Megan. Maybe I'm hallucinating. 

“No no, Megans always gonna be a friend to me.” I shrug it off “Why? Are you interested in her?” I inquired about her previous words. “You never struck me as the type to be into her, but no judgement.” I mumble 

“Something like that baby. Don't worry about that, Hm?” she grabs my chin to make me look her in her eyes. The slight sting of her cold rings against my warm face, Her caramel burgundy Iris’ meets mine as she strokes my cheek. 

“Lara,” I pause, debating if this was the right time for me to pour my heart and soul to a girl who most likely doesn't reciprocate it. 

“Yeah?” she tilts her head teasingly “spit it out, Honey. I don't have all night.” Her hand leaves my face as she touches her hair. I glance behind her looking at Megan, then look back at her. Was this worth the embarrassment? 

“Nevermind it's not important” I pressed my lips together into a line, the uncomfortable amount of people crowding around now overwhelming my senses.“I gotta go lara,” I pushed past her lightly, our shoulders brushing.

“Wait” She grabs my wrist, “Don't go just yet, please?” She looks at me longingly, I give her an apologetic look.

“Sorry, ill text you later” Is all i can muster out without giving into her.

I walk over to Megan who's casually chatting to Sophia, A mutual friend of Lara and Megans, “Are you ready to go or are you gonna chat with soph for a bit longer?” I question her and I lean beside Megan's car to stabilise my weak knees.

“I was about to head out with Dani, I’ll see you guys around?” Sophia gives the two of us a nod and heads off to her car. 

“How's Lara? You finally figured her out or no?” Megan begins her interrogation. “It's so painfully obvious that you both like each other, it pains my soul that you still haven't pulled up your britches m’lady and asked her out.” Megan sighs, resting her cheek on my shoulder as we people watch.

“You make it sound so easy, when it's literally lara. Like she's so awesome and cool with her fashion. I don't know if I wanna be her or if I wanna aggressively make out with her or something.” I sigh, resting my hands in my hair. 

“Look, I'm gonna get sophia to set you up on a blind date.” She suddenly stands up and grabs my face “I'm sick and tired of you complaining that you don't have the balls to ask Lara out, So, to get over her, you're gonna go on this date and forget about Lara.” Megan proclaims loudly, making people nearby turn heads. 

I sigh, “okay” i say defeatedly “I’ll do it under one condition,” “And that is…?” she drags out the “s” 

“I get to borrow your bike” I look at her with the brightest puppy eyes I could muster up with the energy i had left. 

“No, Y/N. That is my baby you know that” “Then i'm not going on this date” She considers it, I cross my fingers “Please megan, i promise i won't crash it”

“Fine, but if there is a single scratch on that bike, You're paying for it” Megan threatens me, Knowing the amount of money in my spendings account can't afford to pay for a pizza, let alone a sport bike repair. Megan's phone vibrates on the hood of the car, “perfect timing, sophia already found a date for you” She jumps excitedly “Do I get to know anything about her?” I try to take a glance at her phone screen.

“Ah ah ah” she shakes her finger in my face taunting me “it's a blind date for a reason, Are you free sunday?”

“I think so” I check my calendar, “I should probably go shopping right?” 

“Yeah i think you only own like two dress shirts” Megan giggles, “Sophia is gonna book a moderately nice dinner spot for the two of you.”

 While yes I'm ready to move on from these unrequited feelings for Lara, there's a part of me that wants to hold onto her and not let go. I tried to busy myself with hanging out with Megan and picking up clothes for the date on sunday. 

“I never thought i would actually shop till i dropped, Meiyok.” I groan as I flop onto her bed, She cackles.

“Well I never thought you would actually willingly go shopping with me, so might as well take advantage of this moment.” She pushes me over and sits beside me. “You might wanna get dressed for your date, My bike keys are on my desk.” She drags me up by my arms.

“I don't know what to wear.” I sigh looking at the bags of clothes “there's too many options” I groan, already feeling the decision fatigue settling in. 

“I gotta go, dude. I don't know what to tell you but you gotta figure it out.” She sighs before leaving the apartment. I groan before getting up and begin by taking a shower.

Next thing I know is that I am panicking, rushing out of Megan's apartment, fumbling her Yamaha bike keys as I rush to put on my helmet. I race down the streets of L.A to the restaurant, The nerves start to get to me as the realisation that i'm going on a date starts to set in as i walk into the restaurant. The Hostess asks me for my reservation and then proceeds to walk me to the table. My jaw becomes slack as I sit across from Lara, wearing a dark tank top and what seems like a leather skirt and leather jacket combo. damn it Megan. She looks absolutely divine, something that I would see in a dream but this is real life. 

“Hey” she giggles “Tricked into a blind date, huh?”

“Yeah,” I nervously laughed as I adjusted in my seat, “I didn't think I would be in this position today but here we are.”

“And why is that? Are you hoping for someone else?” She looks mildly hurt at my words which makes me wanna melt into a puddle of goop and cry. 

“Something like that i guess, i planned on going on this date to get over my feelings for you.” My voice decrescendos over the course of my sentence, gradually getting quieter. “I mean i didn't think you would be into me, considering that you are, well, Lara Raj.” I feel my cheeks grow a deep raspberry colour, I fidget with my rings as I let my words resonate.

“Oh” She pauses, I glance up from my hands. “To be honest, every time you talked to Megan, I only wished it could be me that you would talk to like that. Before you told me you were only friends” She chuckles and strokes her forehead. We connect eyes, exchanging looks of embarrassment. 

“Oh” It clicks in my mind that she has feelings for me too. “So I was being stupid this whole time. I thought you were just, i dunno” I shrug “I guess playing with my feelings? Which now feels pretty stupid considering the fact that you basically call me every pet name under the sun.” I internally slap myself upside the head, knowing that Megan would do the same. “Oh my god i feel like an idiot” I groan.

“Jesus i thought i wasn't obvious enough,” She runs a hand through her hair “I was just flirting with those girls to get your attention, hoping that maybe you would work up the courage to ask me out.” She pauses for a small chuckle “But I mean I guess our own friends were just so tired of our bullshit that they had to do it themselves.”

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The rest of the date actually went as well as one could hope, we shared some funny moments about our friends, talked about our interests, and actually got to know each other. I walk her to her car, Her BMW E39.

“Wanna take a spin?” She asks expectantly “i'm a great driver don't worry.”

“When you say you are a good driver, it makes me think you're not a good driver” I imagine being in a confined space with her, and only her. It makes my body feel hot and my palms sweaty. “I do have Megan’s bike, But if you let me drive it to her apartment, can we go for a ride afterwards?” I offered an alternative, hoping she didn't have somewhere to be after this. 

“I'm down, send me her address and i'll race you there.” She kisses my cheek “I'll see you there, Hun” I stand stunned at the feeling of her lips on my face. It makes me wonder what it would feel like for her lips to be else whe– “You gonna get on your bike or not?” She laughs under her breath at my reaction

“Oh r-right” I open my phone and send her to Megan's apartment “I’ll meet you there” I pull on my helmet and ride out of the restaurant parking lot.

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I race to the garage of Megan's apartment complex and hastily park the bike, Like Lara would for some reason change her mind and drive off. I slip the keys into my pocket and run out to the entrance of the complex where she's waiting. Leaning against the hood, fiddling with the keys as she waits. “Ready to go?” She opens the passenger door to her car as I get closer to her. I nod and slip into the seat. She closes the door and giddily runs over to the driver side door. 

“Are you that excited to drive me around?” I tease as she closes her door.

“I'm very excited to drive a pretty thing like you around.” She emphasises the very in her sentence with a tone that makes inappropriate thoughts pop into my head. I clear my throat to mask my now very hot face. I buckle my seatbelt, So does she, (SAFETY FIRST, FREAKYNESS LATER) and we set off down the roads of L.A. Laughing and chatting like before, As she stops at an empty grocery store parking lot and we step out of her car. She pulls out blankets from the trunk, lays one out on the hood and sits on top of it. “Come sit” She pats the spot next to her. I cuddle up next to her, our shoulders and thighs touching, she then rolls out the second blanket over our laps. I rest my head on her shoulder, our pinkies touching, I hesitate to ask to hold her hand in mine, But i don't need to. She interlocks our fingers, her thumb the upside of my palm.

“Thank you for tonight, Lara.” I say softly, “I haven't been on a date this good in a while” I chuckle at my past misfortunes with dating.

“No need to thank me, Y/n” I look up at her “I’ve dreamt about a date with you for a very long time, i think this was way better than anything that my brain came up with.” She laughs to herself. When our eyes regain eye contact is when I realise how close our faces had become, I notice every ring in her iris, her moles, her smile lines, and everything about her is just perfect to me. She glances down at my lips before leaning in closer, “Is it okay if I kiss you?” She tucks my hair behind my ear.

“Mhm” is all that can come out of my mouth before we collide. The whole world fades into the background and all I can focus on is her, the way her hand is holding my face, The way she smells like coconut and vanilla, the way she tastes like chapstick and the fading flavour of the coca cola she had during dinner. My hand slips to her waist, trying to hold her closer,for longer, in a need to keep this kiss everlasting. We break to nourish our lungs of needed oxygen, before greedily connecting our lips again. Her hands roam my body freely, grasping for anything to hold onto. “W-wait” I speak against her lips, she backs up. “Lets get inside the car, i dont really want people to see us making out” I hop off the hood and help her roll up the blankets before getting into the car. I climb over the middle console onto her lap, “you don't know how badly i want you, Lara” I moan as i kiss her jawline, making my way down her neck, then her collarbone.

“Then show me, Hun” she says slyly.

A/n PART TWO IS OUT

Thanks to @haoruei for proof reading this lol 🙏

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manon w her hair down in this live…guys i actually went crazy gn

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Synopsis- Y/n had always had a crush on Sophia. this being Y/n's senior year, she had to make it count. Sophia, a untouchable goddess, in Y/ns eyes. Will it happen?

A/N - YES I KNOW ITS A CHEESY TITLE AND FIC, ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR TUMBLR OKAY. SUE ME IF I WANTED SOME CHEESY ROMANTIC SOPHIA CONTENT. This was not proof read so yeah

 Lara always complains about how I stare at her in the halls when she passes by with her flock. “Dude, its honestly sad how much time you spend a day staring at her and or thinking about her, when in all brutal truth, she probably doesn't give you a single thought.” Lara sighs, rubbing her forehead in frustration as she watches me get out my books for my AP biology class. “Its not that bad, okay. Trust me i've been worse.” I try defending myself, “Listen, Y/N At this point you might as well confess since it's almost the end of the year. Whats the worst that could happen? You get embarrassed, yes, But you won't ever see her again until the highschool reunion.” Lara tries to convince me for the Nth time this year. Senior year was supposed to be the year where I let loose. By the time senior spring had come and college applications were through, there had been one thing I had yet to do. I’ve known her for years. I mean everyone knows her at our school. She's everyone's dream girl, Untouchable you could say. Sophia Laforteza. I sigh, almost giving in this time, “No, I won't do it. Like i've said multiple times, she's an untouchable painting that, Good lord, I want to touch so bad” I close my locker, leaning against it, facing towards Lara. She gives me an unimpressed look. “You have AP Bio with her next right? So why not ask her to study sometime? I mean you are basically failing that class,girl.” I pause, I consider it, My brain algorithm approves. The bell rings for the next period. “why are you actually kinda smart, Lara.” I walk past her “Hey, woah what do you mean kinda, I legit just gave you the best idea ever” she yells at my passing figure as i jog off to mr bennetts classroom. “For the sake of my mental health I pray to Beyonce that this works.” Lara mumbles under her breath as she walks off to her class. 

Now you would think that the universe would be on my side. And you would be right. The stars have aligned as Lara would say, God forbid that girl ever not talk about stars and astrology the moment the conversation dies down. “Alright class, today i'm announcing your semester-long project for this class. This project will be starting today and will be ending by the end of the semester, so right around April we will present. Now this is a partner project” The class groans in disbelief, “Settle down. Now, I will be picking the partners-” The class erupts in boisterous anger at Mr bennett. “Calm down, Jesus, I'm retiring after this year. This project is going to be about whatever you want it to be. as long as it relates to biology.” He opens his laptop. “Now the partners will be…” he pauses reading the screen “Chloe and Marquise, Nickolas and Wendy, Y/N and Sophia” I note down these partnerships in my head just for reference, Wait. Are you fucking kidding me, its me and sophia? Now in hindsight you would think that maybe this is a class prank on me. I swear to fucking god i was about ready to explode, yean no not that kind of explode, the one where im the most anxious person on the god damn planet that we call fucking earth. Out of the 24 students in this class, other than me, there is a one in fucking 24 chance that i would be placed with her. Which i find is fucking ridiculous. “And thats it for partners, now if you could start planning your projects that would be great” Everyone shuffles around the room, trying to find their partner. I scramble to pick up my things when I drop my pencil case. I notice a manicured hand pick it up, i connect the hand to the arm, the arm to the body. Like the gorgeous goddess she is, she hands me my pencil case, Stupid fucking fish pencil case. “I like your pencil case, its pretty creative and unique” She comments, placing the fish on the table “thanks, my grandma got it for me so i've just been using it ever since.” I laugh uncomfortably. “What do you wanna do the project on?” I meekly ask her, I avoid all eye contact possible. She ponders for a moment, “I've always been kinda interested in how the weather contributes to moods, would that be something your okay with doing?”  “imokaywithdoingwhateveryouwant” I spit out, at possibly the pace of a marathon runner. She laughs to herself at my reaction “you're cute.” She mumbles. “Are you free this week to start the project or…” She drags off the end of the word to insinuate for me to answer, “i'm good for this week, maybe tomorrow? After school” “We can go over to your house? My siblings can be quite loud so i dont think that’ll be the best “study spot”” She physically puts those two words in quotations. Which wakes me up to the reality that i will be spending the rest of the semester with her, creating a project. “Sure, Im down.” I say a little too excited, I clear my throat. “Cool, cant wait” she says casually as she walks off to her desk to pack up. 

The first week went surprisingly well. I actually kept my cool and had a normal conversation with her. As the weeks grow, my feelings never really cut off for her. Instead, like a tumour, it grows. And so does my guilt. The project builds up a good amount of research, by the time its almost the end of the semester, March to be exact. The guilt, it flourishes inside me like a mouldy banana in the bottom of your bag. For all I know she could be straight. 

I hear the doorbell ring, I know its her. My mom answers the door, as per usual. lets her in, then she comes up the stairs and up to my room where the door is already open for her to come in. “Hey” she greets me “almost the end huh? I bought some snacks on the way here, I remember last week you mentioned sour skittles to me so I figured I could try them with you.” “you remembered?” “Yeah, why wouldn't i? We are friends right? I mean with all the time we have spent on this project, i assumed we are friends” she looks confused, almost hurt? “Are we not friends” “we are, yeah” I flusteredly responded, panicking at the seemingly wounded look. She cracks a smile “i'm just messing with you,” she knocks my shoulder against hers as she sits down on my bed. “I think there's a storm coming soon actually” she says opening the shopping bag with the seemingly endless amount of snacks in it. “Kinda ironic don't you think?” I say to her, We get to work for the next couple of hours, sprinkling in some goofy moments between the two of us. She ends up having to stay over, The storm inhibiting her ability to go home. I look out the window, the rain looks as if it will never end. “You ever danced in the rain?” She sits next to me, resting her head on my shoulder, observing the perspiration. “I did it once with an ex boyfriend of mine,” she adds to her previous comment. For some reason that last bit stung a little, like a scratch from a cat. “You had a boyfriend?” I ask genuinely curious. “I ended things with him since I figured out that i liked girls” “oh, i didnt know you liked girls.” I looked at her, Her hazel eyes looking back. “Do you like girls?” she questioned me. “Yeah, always have” I answered meekly. An idea came to me when she looked back out the window, I stood up. “Lets go out into the rain” I drag her closely behind me as we walk out the front door to my house, running out into the wet sky. I laugh at her standing confused in the doorway. “Dude come on” I actively try to convince her “you were the one that started talking about dancing in the rain” I open my mouth and let the almost salty droplets hit my tongue. “Eugh, dude, dont you know how disgusting rain water is” She runs out into the rain, fully embracing the uncomfortable wetness covering her body. I curtsy to her “Mi’ Lady would you care for a dance?” I say in a faux british accent. She giggles “Of course Mi’ Lady, a dance would be appreciated.” I bring her in, her waist in one hand and her own hand in the other. “Is this okay?” I yell over the sound of the water droplets hitting the ground. She nods, resting her head on my shoulder as we sway in the middle of the driveway. She looks up at me, searching my face for something. Looking down at my lips, then my eyes, then back at my lips again. “What?” I asked her “do i have something on my face?” She cups my cheeks, her warm thumb stroking my cheekbones. Before I can say another thing, she leans in, and kisses me. The Ivy that is guilt covering my heart slowly withers away, her hands leave my cheeks and caress the hair on the back of my neck. I pull her in closer, wrapping my arms around her body. A lightning crack makes us pull apart. “You seriously dont know how long ive been dreaming of this happening” I tuck my face into her soaking collar, she kisses my forehead. “How long?” she giggles, “1st grade, When i first moved here. And it trailed all the way here.” “damn i wasn't expecting that.” I blush. “Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” I call out over the rain. “Of course dumbass” She leans back in, coating my whole body in a warm honey feeling, The stars aligned for us to be.

HOLY SHIT BRO I SWEAR I JUST HIT 50 FOLLOWERS LIKE TWO DAYS AGO WTF???

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lmao this genre of sophia pics is taking me out 😭😭😭 like pov: katseye sophia is choking u while being cute ✌🏼😗