synopsis: megan’s always had a thing for dani since they debuted, but its only been a little crush that’d megan never see herself act on. dani’s straight, she has a boyfriend, she’d never wanna ruin what they had. alas, when dani’s trying to properly figure out her sexuality she comes to megan for help. but it doesn’t end up the way either of them want it to.
tags: heavy angst, fluff, suggestive themes, vomiting, drinking, megan is yearning hard asf, slight marz crumbs, jonah being used as a plot device, comphet
pairings: megan skiendiel x daniela avanzini
a/n: i hope you guys like the written parts 💔💔 i haven’t written anything in a while and im scared its gonna be too bad/repetitive. please critique me if you wish i need it, and i apologize for the long wait hashtag enjoy and this is absolutely not proofread(also please excuse my poor attempt at spanish i can barely speak it )
chapter 8: I THINK I SHOULD
megan sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the mirror on her dresser trying her hardest to regain her composure and get the strength to get up and leave. don’t get her wrong, she’s been looking forward to going out since the day manon told everyone about it (yesterday,) but lara’s words were taking a toll on her. what if someone spotted them at the club? what if someone did see them kiss? what if her and dani’s relationship gets ruined because of this? what if she gets kicked out of katseye because of one hypothetical kiss? what if..?
“fuck this bruh,” megan groans out before grabbing her bag and her car keys. trudging over to the front door of her and lara’s shared apartment before stopping dead in her tracks. she leaned her forehead on the door, squeezing her eyes shut and letting out a hard sigh.
“i’ll be okay,” she muttered to herself. “everything’s gonna be okay, just be normal.” megan opened her eyes and stared at the floor, moving off the door and finally unlocking it.
megan sat outside in the parking lot of dani’s apartment complex, wanting to drive herself right in the middle of oncoming traffic so she could avoid this whole car ride. she’s always more than excited to spend time with daniela, but she was horrified of fumbling her chances with her.
megan turned up the radio in her car, hoping the music would distract her from whatever the hell could happen tonight. she closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the headrest. leaning her seat all the way down before zoning out. becoming completely unaware of all her surroundings.
she nearly fell asleep until she heard a loud banging noise coming from the outside of the passenger window. her eyes shot open and her head darted to the window as she nearly shrieked from the top of her lungs before realizing that it wasn’t a serial killer trying to claim her as their next victim, just dani.
“holy shit dani,” megan gasped out, rolling the window down so daniela could hear her. “you scared the absolute fuck out of me.”
daniela just laughed at her, her smile looked bigger than usual.. like way bigger than usual. it almost scared megan a bit.
“i know,” she giggled, gesturing for megan to unlock the car door. “now let me in, im ready to go.” daniela groaned.
megan raised a brow and unlocked the passenger door. reaching over the dashboard to open it for dani.
“ladies first,” she said, attempting to make her voice sound low and failing.
daniela snickered as she climbed in the passenger sat, putting on her seatbelt and turning on the overhead light in the car.
“how flattering,” she said while closing the car door. “what a gentlewoman.”
megan nodded and looked over at daniela, “thanks..”
they both just stared at each other for a good minute, analyzing the features on each other’s faces and not really thinking about anything. the music from the radio was turned off by this point, so they were staring at each other in silence. with the occasional noise from traffic on the road nearby. megan’s pupils dilated with every second that went on and she prayed that dani would just ignore it.
daniela was the first one to break the silence, clearing her throat and checking her phone.
“so..” she murmured, “you gonna take me out or what?”
megan was sat at a booth with the rest of the girls but she wasn’t paying attention to any of the conversations going on. she picked at her fingers, bit her nails, and stared at the floor hoping no one would notice how anxious she felt. everyone was already on their third or fourth drink while megan barely took half a shot for the whole night. she was determined to not slip up, even if it meant not having the time of her life.
after a good bit of zoning out she felt lara bump her on the shoulder.
“hey,” lara said softly, “you good? you seem out of it.”
megan nodded her head, rubbing her face and making eye contact with lara.
“yeah,” she cleared her throat before continuing, “yeah im good. i might just go home early.”
lara gasped loudly, and quite dramatically. so dramatically that it caught the attention of none other than daniela herself, who looked anything but sober.
“you okay lara?” she slurred.
lara nodded as fast as she could.
“yeah, yeah,” she said quickly. “just stay over there, okay?”
dani shrugged and nodded then downed the rest of her drink.
megan smacked lara in the back of her head.
“dude,” megan said, her teeth gritted. “what the fuck is your issue?”
lara scoffed and scooted away from megan. she sighed before taking one of the shots on the table before speaking.
“listen man, im trying to help you out right now,” she said before putting her hand on megan’s shoulder. “how am i supposed to do that when you’re acting like you don’t want this?”
megan looked down once more.
“i..” she stuttered, “i don’t… okay… like..”
eventually megan gave up, decided to get her things and leave the club entirely. “im over this, sorry dude.” she said before getting up and walking away from the booth. megan could hear lara yelling for her to come back, but she simply just ignored it. determined to get herself home before she fucks up one way or another.
megan was sat on a bench outside the club, bouncing her leg up and down and trying to collect her thoughts. the air outside was surprisingly warm, despite it being nearly 12 at night. but she was shaking like it was below freezing. she attempted to do some breathing exercises to make it stop, however nothing was working.
“fuck,” she grumbled, “i need to take my ass home.”
just then she heard a door open then slam closed. with light footsteps following suit.
“megan..?” daniela yelled out, still drunk as hell. “mei mei dónde estás (where are you)?”
megan rose up from the bench concerningly fast, grabbed dani’s arm, and pulled her from the club entrance to a nearby alleyway so nobody could see them.
“dani what..” megan trailed off, “what the fuck are you doing out here?”
daniela tilted her head and raised a brow. looking up at megan with her big brown eyes, her irises shining bright with the moonlight glowing on them.
“oh..” she hiccuped, “i was dancing with manz and fifi and i wanted you to join in. but i couldn’t find you so i thought you’d be outside…”
megan sighed and cupped dani’s face.
“dani you’re drunk, do you know how dangerous that was?” she began to stroke dani’s cheek with her thumb, “somebody could’ve seen you, somebody could’ve hurt you, something!”
“oye, tia no estoy borracho, estiende bien (hey dude im not drunk i’ll be fine).” she shoved megan softly, “i can hold my own, you know.”
megan grabbed her wrist and looked at her intently.
“just,” her eyes softened, “don’t do that again, please?”
daniela nodded, before gagging shortly after, a wave of panic settling in her eyes.
“dani?” megan whispered, “you okay?”
“mierda (shit,)” daniela grunted out, “creo que voy a vomitar (i think im gonna throw up).”
and throw up she did, running behind a dumpster nearby and vomiting all 6 and a half drinks she consumed that night. megan stumbled back and almost tripped on her own feet, before running over to daniela to try and soothe her.
“okay.. uh..” megan grimaced, rubbing daniela’s back and moving her hair away from her face. “im gonna go back inside and get you a bottle of water, stay put, okay?”
daniela gave her a thumbs up before megan ran out of the alley to go back in the club.
“oh fuck..” daniela groaned before dry heaving once more, “jesus christ.”
she stood up from behind the dumpster and sat down on the ground away from it. she took a minute to catch her breath before her phone started vibrating in her pocket.
daniela scoffed at jonah’s texts and powered off her phone.
megan’s heavy footsteps took daniela out of her thoughts, the sight of megan damn near sprinting towards her almost made dani lose her shit. megan squatted down next to her and handed her an open water bottle.
“here,” she said softly, “drink up okay? i wanna make sure you’re at least a little hydrated.”
daniela chugged the water down in ten seconds flat and leaned her head back against the brick wall behind her. still attached to catch her breath.
“thank you,” she cleared her throat, “i don’t know what i’d do without you.” daniela then turned her gaze to megan, who was now sitting down next to her. she moved a strand of hair out of megan’s face while megan’s eyes followed daniela’s every move.
“no need to thank me,” megan murmured, “it’ll never be a bother to care for you.”
“do you know how badly i wanna kiss you right now?”
“what the- dani.” she yelped, her cheeks turning bright red as she moved closer to daniela. “you have jonah and… i don’t wanna ruin that for you, you know? i just wanna see you happy and i really don’t wanna mess that up.”
daniela sighed and grabbed a hold of megan’s wrist.
“shut up, mei.” she whispered, “solo te quiero tú ahora mismo.”
megan’s heart started racing, her and daniela were hidden, it was late at night, and there was no way anybody was gonna find them in this alleyway. maybe..?
“but what about jonah?” she questioned, “i thought you.. fuck i don’t know.”
“me importa un carajo el,” daniela spoke harshly, “ya veré que hago.”
megan started shaking once more, then daniela cupped her cheek with her hand, stabilizing her.
megan scooted closer to daniela, grabbing her chin with two fingers and tilting her head. she leaned in and finally captured daniela in a soft kiss, reveling in the taste of her strawberry lip gloss. she held daniela by her waist and rubbed it up and down. daniela hummed before pulling away.
“you’re a really good kisser,” she chuckled.
“uh huh-“ megan eventually got cut off from daniela pulling her back in. the kiss being even more intense this time around, sticking her hand up megan’s shirt and nearly sticking her tongue down her throat. after a good few minutes daniela barely pulled away to catch her breath once more. their foreheads touched while they both breathed heavily. daniela leaned back and looked at megan, her pupils more dilated than ever.
“llévame a mi casa (take me home),” she rasped, “por favor (please).”
i think i should know you
you’re over there looking so cute
and i really wanna know your name dude
a/n (again): i just wanna let yall know that they went home and went to SLEEP they were knocked OUT they did NOT have sex with each other please do NOT jump me
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