Bsf!ellie x fem!reader Modern AU Word Count: 6.3k
Previous part - Naked in Manhattan
Summery: After 2 years of being heart broken over Ellie, picturing her in all of your dreams. A coworker of yours tells you about a hot new band called the fireflies, unaware of who Ellie is and what she did. So who are you to try and be normal about it?
cw: SMUT musician!ellie, femme!readers, mentions of alcohol, cursing, usage of y/n and y/n/n (your nickname), solo masturbation, reader cries while masturbating, Ellie is terrible at communication subtop!ellie, bottom!reader, oral sex (r!recieving), fingering (r!receiving), aftercare, 2 year time skip from 1st part, flashbacks, praise kink, Ellie being loud, hard yearning, petname (baby), LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING!
A/N: This is so insane to me bc I never planned to make a part 2. But Naked in Manhattan was one of my favorite fics that I wrote and the ending made me so so sad! So I had to make myself happy.. (And others hopefully). Omg I'm so corny, I put the title in the book..
Picture you - Chappell Roan
Nate is pacing around the room while Oscar sits with you, handing you a bottle of Tito’s to down as you sob.
“Nothing? No note, no text, no fucking.. fuck, I don’t know!” You just sit there. Lost in the night you guys had together. How could everything change within a few hours?? You find a photo that Ellie had taken from your phone while you guys were cuddling. You sit there and stare at it. Oscar notices,
“Nuh uh.. we’re not doing that..” He mumbles. Taking the phone out of your hand. You don’t even argue, you just sip the bottle of Tito’s. Nate sighs,
“Cmon babe.. you’re gonna get alcohol poisoning or something..” He warns you gently. You lay back on the couch,
“Good.. maybe I’ll pass out and my time here will be over..” You mumble. Oscar and Nate look at each other, worry and concern filling their expressions. Then they both look back at you. Nate clears his throat and speaks up first,
“Look y/n.. I know it hurts but.. you’ll find other girls.. they’ll be much-“
“No! I loved her for years! And when I finally got to express that without fear, she left me!” Your voice breaks,
“I don’t want another girl.. I want Ellie..” Oscar looks extremely pitiful. You just stand up.
“I’m gonna.. fuck I don’t even know.. call in for some extra shifts or something..” You mumble. Grabbing your phone from Oscar’s hand and dialing your boss.
2 years since Ellie left. Life hasn’t been terrible. You’ve slept with a couple of women. Nothing serious. You still work at the cafe, that’s your main thing. The thing that makes you happy. Jennie and micheal know about your situation. The day after Ellie left they saw you taking extra shifts and teased you about where Ellie was. You didn’t mean to snap and yell in their faces, but you did. You apologized and they weren’t upset. A new girl had come in since then, her name is Kira. She's nice, she reminds you of your highschool self whenever you were with Ellie. That almost killed you at first, but now you feel oddly close to her. One day she comes in excited to see you. Which is a usual occurrence, but she seems a little happier this time,
“Y/n!! Guess what? There’s this new artist.. She and her band are insane! They’re called the fireflies.. and fuck! I think you’d love them..” She hands you an earbud. You chuckle while taking it. Before you can say anything she adds,
“The lead singer is sooo hot too.. I think you’ll like her..” you chuckle and put an earbud in. This rock song plays in your ear, sounds familiar. But when the singer starts singing, you freeze. Without a doubt, that angelic voice.. is Ellie. You take the earbud out right away,
“Um.. what’s the.. what’s the lead singer's name?” You ask her. Everyone in the break room can sense your discomfort.
“Uhh.. Ellie Williams..” The room goes quiet as if the name is a curse. You breathe out and laugh,
“Wow.. they um.. they’re onto big things huh?” you ask. Your voice a little shaky. Kira hesitantly nods. You sit down,
“Do they play at big or small venues..?” You ask her. Kira pauses,
“Small.. like small as in, you could hold the lead singers hand from the front row small.. I’m sure that’ll change in a few months.. they have an upcoming show in-“
“Let’s go to it, Kira..” You quickly cut in. Jennie and Micheal’s jaw drops and Kira starts squealing.
“No..! No way actually?!" you nod with a smile.
“Yeah cmon.. when’s the show..” Kira hovers over you with the details. You purchase two tickets for 40 bucks, and turn to Jennie and Micheal.
“Tell Dan that Kira and I are taking off on the 17th..” You mutter. The 17th hits faster than a freight train. You put on that same dress that made Ellie go feral two years ago. It wasn’t as tight due to you losing a little weight, but you made it look good. You get in your car and pick Kira up. On the drive she plays their music, which only makes you angrier.. and more sad. But then she finally decides to confirm her suspicions.
“So.. what was the sudden interest in them? Did their music give you an ‘ah’ moment?” she asks. You chuckle and shake your head, still focusing on the road.
“The music certainly gave me a moment.. just not that kind..” Kira laughs,
“What kind?” She asks innocently. You look at her for a second and back at the road,
“It gave me a.. I need to stop sitting around like a sad potato and show the bitch what she left behind, moment..” Kira looks confused. She’s about to ask when you just explain it to her instead,
“That main singer, Ellie. She was my best friend in high school.” you watch Kira’s expression shift from confusion, to pure excitement. You get your phone out and pull up an album of you guys in high school. Showing it to Kira and letting her scroll,
“No.. fucking way y/n!!” She squeals. You chuckle and grab the phone.
“I’ll do you one better.. two years ago, Ellie came to visit me after I hadn’t seen her for like three years.. and we had sex..” Kira looks extremely interested in what you were saying.
“So I asked her if I could tour with her.. that I’d quit my job and be with her throughout her music journey.. you know what she did, Kira?” You ask. Kira nods, wanting the answer right away.
“She blocked me on everything and left my apartment without a word..” Kira’s smile drops. You pull up the photo of you two that right. Your head nuzzles into her neck. The two of you under that blanket, your shoulders exposed. With hickeys all over you. Kira gasps,
“So she sucks?” she states. You chuckle,
“In bed? No.. she’s great in bed..” Kira pushes your arm. You guys both know she was saying she sucks as a person.
“I’m joking.. she was good in bed though..” You sigh,
“I don’t think she’s a bad person.. but I am so mad that she broke me like that.. I’m so mad that she left me after I finally expressed my love for her.. I wish I could just.. fucking yell at her.” You admit. Kira sighs. Then she smirks,
“So let’s do it.. if we leave two songs early and go to the gates, they’ll be there to sign shit. If you’re in the front, you can be right there.. in front of Ellie Williams. The girl who fucked you over.. in both ways..” you chuckle and look Kira up and down,
“You really are like me.. let’s do it.” The venue isn’t packed at all. You get right to the front easily. You guys sit at the barricade talking. You show Kira the video of Ellie singing “Take on me” to you in the guitar shop. She says some shit about Ellie being head over heels for you. You chuckle,
“If she was head over heels for me, would she have left?” You ask her, your voice doubting every moment you two spent together. Kira shrugs and looks at the empty stage,
“Maybe she was scared..” She answers. You scoff and laugh, leaning up against the barricade.
“Commitment..” Kira’s quick answer tells you that she’s been through something like this before. You sigh and look up at the stage as well,
“She’s committed to this band..” You argue. Kira nods,
“Yeah.. but maybe she was scared of hurting you..” That pisses you off, Ellie said something similar the night before she left.
“She did hurt me.. She left.” You mumble. Kira looks at you,
“Hurting your career, your life. She saw what you had here and didn’t want you to give that up for her not-so-certain music career.” You’re about to argue, but Kira keeps going.
“Even though it worked out.. She saw you were happy here.. You found yourself here didn’t you? Maybe Ellie didn’t think she deserved to ruin that..” You find yourself tearing up when Kira’s done talking. You nod,
“Yeah.. But I’m still mad..” You guys stay quiet for a while after that. Then the lights dim, they’re too small for openers, so it’s just them playing right away. Ellie’s hair is different, it’s some sort of wolf cut. It looks good. You watch Ellie, you see her singing while playing guitar. In her element. Maybe you would’ve ruined that for her if you had stayed. Maybe you did belong here. But your heart wanted nothing more but to be with Ellie. Suddenly, during Ellie’s guitar solo, she looks at the crowd. Just your luck, she notices you. She stops playing guitar.
“Y/n?” You want to yell at her, why the fuck did she say your name?! You just turn away and leave, pushing through the crowd. While leaving, you hear the drummer, Dina. She chuckles awkwardly into the microphone,
“Sorry about that guys..! Let’s get back to the song!” You sit on a bench just outside the venue doors. Your heart feels tight, you can’t really breathe. Within a few seconds, you start to realize that you’re having a panic attack.
“Fuck..” You mumble. Trying to regulate your breathing. But every time you close your eyes, you see Ellie.. and the way she was looking at you two minutes ago. Looking at you with regret, with love, with heartbreak, you feel so angry at her. But you want nothing except to kiss her until you can’t breathe. You don’t hear the music anymore. But the set list had more songs, maybe an intermission. No one leaves the venue. You sit there alone and staring at the ceiling until you hear a voice.
“Hey.. are you y/n?” You look in the direction and it’s the drummer. Dina, is what Kira said her name was. You nod nervously. Dina smiles and sits next to you,
“Ellie talks about you..” She says after a few minutes of silence. You scoff,
“Yeah? And what does she say?” You ask. Your tone a little sarcastic. Dina sighs and looks at you before looking back at the venue doors.
“She says she misses you.. that what she did to you has been eating her alive..” You roll your eyes. You want to believe that Dina’s words are true, but part of you feels like this girl who barely knows you is just trying to feel better.
“She thought you’d never want to see her again.. and she’s freaking out backstage about seeing you here..” You sigh,
“She left me.. look- I don’t know what she told you but-“
“She had sex with you.. and you asked her if you could travel with her throughout her music career. And after telling you ‘we’ll talk about it in the morning’. She left, right?” The familiar scenario hits you like a ton of bricks. You weren’t asking Dina to recite everything Ellie did to you, but at least she knew. You just nod, not knowing what to say. Dina sighs,
“It was fucked up.. and I’m not excusing what she did.. but, she got scared. She said that she was afraid of ruining what you had here.. you found yourself, and if music didn’t end up working out.. you would’ve lost that.” And there it is, Kira’s words spit right back at you.
“But it did work out..” You mumble. Dina chuckles and lays back,
“But then what? You wouldn’t be working at that cafe right? You wouldn’t be with your friends that you have here..” Your breath hitches, “How do you-“
“Ellie told us everything about you.. she says your life was everything she wanted you to have in highschool.. I know she hurt you.. and she could’ve done things soo much better.. but it was out of love..” Dina’s words make you feel worse. Ellie still loved you, but how would things work out between you? It wouldn’t. If Ellie could handle a small talk before, she definitely can’t handle this big one.
“You.. you should go Dina..” you mumble quietly. Dina nods and stands up,
“Yeah.. bye y/n.. it was nice meeting you..” You smile and wave. Not going back into the venue, not even bothering. By the time the concert is over, you’re already done with the day. You drop Kira off, without even speaking to her. When you get back to your apartment you sit there. It feels empty. You think of Ellie, you think of the idea that she still loves you. It hurts. You lay down in your bed, thinking of that night, feeling a pool of heat grow in between your thighs. When the urge gets too strong your hand slips under your pajama shorts. You gently rub your fingers over your core through the fabric of your underwear, eventually pulling it to the side and rubbing soft circles against your clit. Your hips shift as you dip one finger into your soaking hole. You let out a soft whimper before moving your finger.
“Fuck.. Y/n you’re soaking..” you flinch when you hear Ellie’s voice. But she’s not there. You slip another finger in and move faster at the thought of Ellie with you. You rock your hips against your hand, feeling your palm rub against your clit. You let out a string of whines, unable to cum by yourself. Tears fall down your face. You miss Ellie. You’d slept around with people, but it was never the same. No one’s ever made you feel like that. You remove your fingers from your shorts and wipe them on the fabric. You start to sob. Imagining how life would’ve been if you hadn’t brought up the future. If you just fell asleep that night without saying anything. The next day you wake up, your heart still hurting from last night. You see 6 missed calls from Nate and 4 from Oscar. You see a bunch of texts that you’re too upset to read, so you just pick your phone up and call Nate. While the phone rings, you walk to the bathroom and start brushing your teeth. Nate picks up and sounds.. he sounds like she just saw Oscar at the Grammys or something.
“Y/n are you insane?!” He asks you, as if you killed a person publicly. You groan and spit the toothpaste out. Your voice a little muffled,
“What?? Nate please, we talked about you using context before you call me all angry..” You mutter. Nate scoffs and laughs as if he’s bamboozled at your calm demeanor.
“Okay.. Well, you’re all over twitter, instagram, TikTok, oh! And YouTube!” You rinse your mouth out and laugh.
“Now that.. is a really good April fools prank.. hate to say it, but you are a couple of months late.” Nate sighs,
“Mkay.. so you’re telling me, you didn’t go to Ellie’s concert. Sit in the front row with your coworker Kira, then have a talk with her bandmate Dina after Ellie had a public.. whatever the fuck that was..” Your heart stops.
“Told you.. TikTok, instagram, twitter..” You put the phone on speaker and then tap on twitter. The first post from.. TMZ???
[Ellie Williams freezes up on stage in the middle of a song to say the name of her presumed ex-girlfriend, y/n. Who was in the crowd that night. Few people mention seeing the girl and the drummer of the rising group “The Fireflies”, Dina having a conversation during intermission.]
Under the post is a bunch of photos of you in the front row along with you and Dina sitting on the bench together. There’s also a video of when Ellie saw you and said your name.
“How the fuck do they know who I am??” You yell. Nate sighs,
“I did some digging on Ellie’s instagram and she has a photo of you and her in her very old posts. Like, photos from highschool and shit.. there’s also a post from two years ago when she visited you..” you groan,
“Of course she didn’t fucking delete it!” You sit down on your couch, trying not to panic. You check instagram, just what you wanted. A flood of notifications on your account.
“Nate.. can you and Oscar stop by?” You ask shakily.
“Right ahead of you babe..” When Nate hangs up, you call Kira. She picks up and sounds very happy.
“You’re famous y/n!” She squeals. You sigh and lay back on your couch,
“Yeah.. it.. Kira, this isn’t gonna be good..” You mutter. Your voice exhausted due to the stress.
“What? Why? Everyone’s posting you.. I see some people saying Ellie fumbled..” She tells you. That makes you feel a little better, but you decide to think realistically.
“Being the ex-whatever we were, of a smokeshow guitarist in a band.. especially with the reaction she had to seeing me at her concert.. with no context, that’s suicide.. people might find my job.. harass my friends.. They might be saying she fumbled now.. but soon they’ll be calling me the devil..” Kira sighs. She doesn’t speak for a while, but then she says something so stupid. That it sounded smart,
“Make a statement.” The stupidity of it makes you almost consider that. You sigh and shake your head as if she could see your disapproval.
“I’ll wait till it dies down.. and if it doesn’t, I’ll..” You sigh, not wanting to say the next few words.
“I’ll make a statement..” Kira giggles. A couple of days go by. You’re gaining followers slowly. It’s odd. You were going to private your account until Kira made a comment about you becoming so famous you can open your own bakery. You had told her about how you’ve always wanted to own one of your own.
“Cmon Kira.. I’m not an asshole…” You said when she made the comment. But you didn’t deny the idea. You thought everything was going to die down within a week. But then Ellie and her band did an interview on TMZ. A bunch of twitter posts were telling you how there were questions about you. You hesitantly watch the interview. And lo and behold. An interviewer asks,
“So, Ellie.. At a recent concert about a week ago. You messed up during a song because your ex-girlfriend was in the crowd..” he comments. Ellie looks at Dina and Jesse, hoping for some help. But they just motion her to look at him.
“Well.. yeah um.. I was surprised to see her.. she also wasn’t my ex.. I.. I kind of fucked her over..” By the looks of Dina and Jesse. She wasn’t supposed to say that.
“She’s really nice.. and I.. I did something bad to her.” The interviewer quickly sees the tension and quickly changes the topic. That interview only sparked more shit. You started gaining followers rapidly. And Ellie’s group, the Fireflies. Gained so much fame within a week. You’re surprised by the fact that no one goes on your page to ask what she did to you. Well, you’re surprised because instead of asking her. They’re on your page asking you. The comments get annoying after a while, you contemplate DMing Ellie and telling her about the situation. But you refuse to speak to her after what she did. So, like the idiot Kira is turning you into. You go on live on Instagram. And right away, people start joining. You chuckle,
“Oh.. shit.. I didn’t expect people to join this quickly..” You mumble. Everyone is asking you what happened and asking you if this is a live to clear things up. You sigh,
“Um.. yeah.. I kinda came on here to say..” You hesitate. Struggling between being petty and telling the truth. Or being mature.
“Look.. what happened between Ellie and I.. it’s not anyone’s business.. I didn’t go to her concert to make her.. ya know.. stressed, upset.. I went because my friend really enjoys their music.. and she was really psyched when I told her about Ellie and I..” You pause. Reading over the comments before continuing.
“I don’t hate Ellie or anything.. yeah, what she did was shitty.. but it was two years ago..” You chuckle,
“And if she wasn’t so bad at deleting posts.. this wouldn’t be such a big deal..” You read the comments. Seeing some questions that you don’t mind answering.
“Uh.. no.. I actually never met Dina or Jesse.. but Dina was very nice to me when we spoke..” getting all these words off your chest feels nice. You never really talked about Ellie when it happened. You refused to even think about her. But it feels as if a weight was lifted off your chest.
“Nope.. we never dated.. that um.. that’s why..” Then it happens. Those weird little flashes of your night together. The smiles, the kisses, the touches. It all comes back to you. Your chest gets tight, you feel like you’re losing the ability to breathe.
“Okay.. well this was nice..- bye.” you quickly end the live.
“Wow.. y/n really is an angel..” Jesse says with a chuckle, looking at his phone screen. Ellie perks up.
“What? Why?” She asks. Jesse shows her a post made by TMZ.
[Y/n, the woman in the photos at the Fireflies concert is now confirmed to have relations with Ellie. But in Ellie’s words that was not her ex, she just f*cked her over. Y/n confirms this on a recent live on Instagram. Saying she doesn’t hate Ellie and confirming that they never dated before ending the live. What could have happened between the both of them?]
“Damn.. Jesse I really fucked her over.. I don't understand why she didn’t take that opportunity to ruin my career..” Jesse sighs and snatches the phone back,
“You should be happy that she didn’t do that.. Maybe it’s because of Dina.. She saw how nice she was and didn’t want to ruin our lives because of your shitty actions..” He points at her when he says that. Only adding salt into the wound. Ellie just lays back down and rests her forearm over her eyes.
“Or maybe she still loves you.” Jesse’s words make her choke on air. It’s laughable. You still loving Ellie?? After she left you in the middle of the night like a coward? Ellie shakes her head,
“I’d rather her ruin my career than be in love with me..” She mumbles under her breath. Jesse smiles,
“And why’s that?” He asks.
“Because she shouldn’t love someone like me.. She deserves better..” Her self-loathing words make Jesse groan.
“Maybe she doesn’t want better, Els.. Maybe she wants you.. Maybe you are better..” Ellie starts laughing in shock,
“I’m better? Jesse I left her.. I left her while she was sleeping, after promising that I’d talk to her in the morning! I don’t..- I hurt her..”
You groan at the TMZ post. Nate and Oscar peering over your shoulder staring at the post.
“You should debut as a victorias secret angel, ‘cause i would’ve told the whole damn story..” Nate mumbles under his breath, staring down at you. You roll your eyes. Oscar quickly cuts in,
“And because you’re hot..” you sigh and get up.
“Don’t you two have work?” you ask, walking to the kitchen to start cooking. Nate and Oscar look at each other and then back at you.
“Are you kicking us out?” Oscar asks. Almost as if he’s offended. Nate smacks his hand over his chest and lets out a fake cry.
“Our lesbian daughter has hit the ‘I hate my fathers’ stage..”
“Not related to my biologically at all by the way..” You mutter. Oscar sighs,
“Family doesn’t have to be related by blood..” His dramatic tone makes you laugh. So you match it,
“But my dear fathers.. I’m just worried about your income.. and how skipping work will affect it negatively!" Nate snorts and stands up.
“Well.. maybe it’s for the better.. don’t go on another live.. unless it’s to contact Victoria’s Secret..” He chuckles and starts to slip on his shoes. Oscar follows. You’re about to hug them goodbye, when you hear a knock on your front door. You tilt your head and check your phone,
“I did not invite Kira today.. Did you guys order me a hooker or something?” You ask Oscar and Nate. Half joking, because it wouldn’t surprise you too much if they did. They both shake their heads and you open the door. You almost throw up on the spot, but you still manage to let out a couple of words.
“Shitshitshitshitshit..” Ellie takes deep shaky breaths after pulling into a parking lot at Jesse’s hotel. She doesn't know why she did it. But she freaked out. The argument rings in her head. She stares at your blocked contact before turning her head to her messily put together bag in the passenger seat. She dials Jesse’s phone, he picks up.
“Dude.. it’s like 2 am..” He groans. Ellie breathes in and out before replying.
“I’m at your hotel.. What room are you in?” She asks quickly. Jesse can hear the panic in her voice and tells her the room number. Ellie walks in and goes straight to his room. He waits for Ellie in the doorway and sees her speed walking to his room. When Ellie gets in, she’s basically non-verbal. She doesn’t say anything, just sits on the hotel table and takes out a blunt.
“Stress smoking instead of talking to me? Good idea Els..” Jesse mumbles. He sits down next to her.
“What happened?” He asks. Ellie doesn’t want to talk about it. In fact, she wants to act as if it never happened. As if she didn’t leave the girl she loves out of pure fear.
“Y/n and I.. we um.. she asked if she could come to.. come with me.. be with me.. and I blocked her Jesse.. I blocked her and left without saying anything..” Ellie’s voice is shaky. Like a scared puppy. Jesse tilts his head.
“I’m confused.. didn’t you have feelings for her?” He asks. Ellie nods.
“And she has feelings for you?” Ellie nods. Jesse sighs again,
“So why’d you leave?” Ellie’s breath catches in her throat. There’s so many reasons, but none of them make either of you happy.. Do they?
“She has a good life here.. I don’t want to ruin that..” Ellie replies.
“Long distance.” Jesse’s quick reply makes it seem so easy. But the damage is done. Ellie had left the spare key in your place. She can just waltz back into your place. Especially after she dismissed you when you told her that she hurt you. Ellie shakes her head,
“No.. I’m not a good person.. she needs someone better..” Jesse pauses for a second. Almost going to argue with her. But he shrugs and walks to the hotel bed.
“Whatever suits you, Els.” Ellie is shocked at his reply. But she doesn’t say anything else. Just sits on the table, taking long hits of the joint. Blowing it out to forget.
Ellie. Ellie Willams. Standing right at your door. Just like two years ago. When she came to your place. The first comment she made was about her surprise at the lack of crosses in your apartment. But now, there’s a lot less joy in her expression. And yours as well. You want to slam the door in her face. Or maybe yell at her and tell her to get the fuck out. But you just break down, tears spilling out your eyes uncontrollably. Ellie sees Nate and Oscar behind you. You can tell she’s regretting this decision by now.
“Don’t fucking call me that!” You yell. No one has called you that in so long.
“Why are you here?” you ask. Your voice is quieter now. Ellie pauses, she looks down at her hands. Then back up at you.
“I wanted to.. fix things..” She mumbles. Ellie can’t just do this. Show up whenever the fuck she wants? After hurting you like you were nothing. You wanted to yell at her, but you also wanted to tell her that you love her.. and you missed her. Oscar pushes past you, and goes right in front of Ellie’s face.
“What do you want Ellie?” he asks, his voice filled with anger and protectiveness. Ellie hesitates,
“I want to talk to y/n..” She mumbles. Oscar is clearly about to yell at her, but you stop him. You sigh speak quietly,
“You guys should go.. Ellie and I should talk in private..” Oscar and Nate looked shocked. But they nod with a smile. Hugging you before leaving. You lead Ellie to the couch and sit next to her, not daring to look into her eyes.
“What do you want..?” Your voice doesn’t hold any malice in it. Just.. hurt.
“I wanted to apologize.. for leaving.. even if it was to ‘protect’ you.. I.. I still hurt you. I hurt you and I love you..” Her words make your heart clench in your chest.
“You.. you hurt me Ellie.. really fucking badly.. and- God Ellie I loved you for years! And it finally felt like.. like it wasn’t wrong.” Ellie turns her head over to you. Her eyes wide, her lips quivering. And without warning.. she hugs you tight. You almost push her off, but you need this. You need her. Your arms wrap around her and you bury your face into her neck. Tears wetting her shirt as you sob.
“I’m sorry.. I’m so fucking sorry y/n..” She mumbles in your ear. Stroking your hair and kissing your forehead.
“I wanted you to be happy here.. but.. but you could be happy here.. while being with me..” She whispers. You tilt your head up and look into Ellie’s eyes.
“Can we still be together? Is it too late?” You ask shakily. Ellie shakes her head and grabs your face gently,
“No.. no it’s never too late..” She leans down and kisses your lips. You melt into the kiss within seconds. Your hand lifts up to her arm which is on your cheek. You pull her arm down to wrap around your body.
“Hold me.. please?” You ask her, need filling your voice. Ellie nods and wraps her arms around your waist and leans back down to kiss your lips. Ellie’s lips trail down to your neck,
“I love you.. I love you so much..” She mumbles. Ellie leans back up and places a short kiss on your lips, which makes you giggle.
“Ellie.. I miss you..” Your hand trails to the buttons on her shirt. She looks down at your hands.
“Me too..” She mumbles, her thumb rubbing small patterns on your wrist as you unbutton her shirt. You kiss her lips while slipping her brown button up shirt off her shoulders. The calm moment is cut short when Ellie’s phone starts ringing. It’s Jesse. You look at the phone and back at her, she does the same. Almost as if she’s scared to answer, knowing your moment together will be ruined.
“Go ahead..” You tell her. Ellie hesitates for another moment, but eventually picks up. The call is short, Jesse just asking her where she is and Ellie telling him that she’s with me. You smile,
“Do you guys live in New York?” you ask her. Ellie chuckles and nods,
“Yeah.. Dina’s idea..” She mutters. You scooch onto Ellie’s lap and kiss her cheek.
“Do you have to go?” You ask her. Ellie shakes her head and grabs your waist gently. Wrapping her arms around you after you kiss her lips.
“I’m glad I don’t have to leave anyways.. I wanna be with you right now..” she mumbles. Kissing your cheek gently. Ellie lips trail down to your neck yet again. Her hands rub under your dress, squeezing your thighs every so often.
“Can I take this off?” She whispers. You nod, helping her remove your dress. Ellie almost melts when she sees that you were only wearing underwear underneath, not even a bra.
“Fuck.. y/n..” She leans in and kisses your shoulder. Looking up at you after a second. Her hand now in between your legs, rubbing your core through the cloth.
“You’re already wet..” She mumbles. You nod and roll your hips,
“Mhm..” You gently move yourself on her fingers, closing your eyes as your breathing gets heavier.
“Els..” You whine. Chasing the friction, your legs get weak. You nuzzle your face into her neck and continue.
“What’s wrong?” she asks. Rubbing your back with her free hand.
“I need you.. please..” Ellie chuckles softly at your begging. She pulls at the hem of your underwear.
“Take these off for me..” She gently demands. Kissing you again. You shift and take them off. Now fully bare, sitting on Ellie’s lap. Ellie lays you back and lifts one of your legs up. You wrap your arms around her shoulders,
“Can we go to the room?” You ask softly. Ellie nods and picks you up. She kisses your lips as she carries you to the room. You hear the door shut behind you as you approach the bed,
“You don’t even have to close the door..” You mumble while laughing. Ellie lays you down on the bed and moves a strand of hair out of your face.
“I know.. I just want to..” She kisses your nose. Ellie spreads your legs gently and lowers her face to your core. She grips your thigh and starts off with gentle kitten licks on your wet cunt. You twitch your hips,
“Fuck.. Els..” You moan. Ellie sucks on your clit, your hand shoots to her hair. Your hips beginning to rock against her face, feeling her nose bump against your clit every so often. Ellie’s hand holds onto your hand while her other grips your thigh as she laps her tongue over your folds. You let out a long string of whimpers and whines.
“I’m gonna cum Els..” You moan. Ellie nods and continues, not even bothering to answer ‘cause she’s too focused on eating you out. When you finish, Ellie pulls away. Looking at you with her puppy eyes. Her fingers reaching up to your hole.
“More?” You ask, panting and out of breath. Ellie lays her cheek on your thigh and mumbles,
“We did more last time.. Do you not want to..?” She asks softly. You chuckle and shake your head,
“No.. Go ahead..” You tell her. Ellie sits up and gets closer to your face like she’s trying to scan it.
“Are you sure? If you don’t want to then we’ll stop. I’m serious y/n..” She says. Her voice is filled with worry. You laugh and shake your head,
“Well I’m serious too Els.. I want you..” Your admission gives Ellie butterflies. Her fingers run over your folds and dip into your sopping hole. You let out a loud moan which makes Ellie whimper.
“Fuck.. you’re so beautiful..” She kisses your lips, thrusting her fingers faster into you.
“This pussy’s so good f’me..” Ellie’s basically moaning from just fucking you. Your fingers scratch her back, but she doesn’t care. Ellie looks into your eyes which are basically rolled to the back of your head,
“Are you close, baby..?” She asks, her voice filled with need. You nod and rock your hips on her fingers.
“Fuck.. yes baby cum.. Please..” Her pleads make you cum faster. Ellie’s fingers keep moving, helping you ride out your orgasm. You close your eyes and rest your body on the bed. Ellie gently wraps her arms around you and kisses your neck.
“I love you..” She mumbles under her breath. You pause, scared to say it back. But you let yourself be vulnerable again. With trust that she won’t ever hurt you.
“I love you Ellie..” You mumble quietly. Ellie rubs your back and hums in your ear. She cleans you up so you can comfortably rest. After a while she taps your arm. You hum in response.
“Do you wanna shower or something?” She asks. You shake your head, already feeling exhausted. Ellie nods,
“Okay.. Well, I’m gonna get you some water and.. Umm do you want a snack?” She starts to get up. You shake your head,
“Just water please..” You mumble. After a bit, Ellie comes back with a cup of water. You sit up and take a few sips before laying back down. Ellie cuddles up with you and strokes your hair,
“Y/n.. When.. When I go on more tours.. I don’t want you to come with me.. Because you have a good life here.. With good friends and-” You cut her off,
“I know..” You’re about to argue but Ellie stops you,
“But listen.. I always want to come back to you. I want to come back to New York to see you.. Long Distance isn’t bad..” You look up at her surprised. Then you start to tear up as you nod,
“I want that too..” Ellie smiles and wipes your tears before kissing your lips. She nuzzles into your next,
“And.. After a full tour.. I’ll spend all my time with you.. We can go on vacation together and stuff..” She chuckles. You laugh and nod,“Yes.. please..” After a while of kissing and hugging, you go to sleep in each other's arms. You’re a little afraid that you’ll wake up to an empty bed. An empty house with no sign of Ellie. Just like two years ago. But when morning comes around, when the morning sun hits your face, waking you up. You feel the weight of an arm hugging you tight. You feel Ellie’s soft breathing on your head, you pull into her tighter. Refusing to get up. Because this is what you both have been picturing since high school. Picturing her. Picturing you.
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