Chance Love ch 7

7
I took a day off then started getting ready early in the morning, shower, hair, make-up or as much as I ever wear, and nails. Good thing mom cleaned my clothes from the party and put on my black t-shirt with sharks on it and my green leopard skirt but before I could go to Svenja, there was one more place I had to stop by.
"You're up before noon on a weekend?" Anya said amused when she let me in. "And you're all dressed up... what's going on?"
"Can we talk?" I say nervously.
She leads me up to her room and we sit on the bed then waits quietly for me to say something. I was never good at breakups... after all, I was so angry at Helen I just yelled my mouth off without thinking. But this is... totally different.
"The thing is..."
"It's not like we were a couple, you know?" she interrupts. "You have a thing for Svenja, am I right?"
"You are too smart for your own good," I say but smile in spite of myself.
In a moment she pulls me into a long, passionate kiss that lasts at least five minutes. "My severance check," she says, caressing my cheek. "Now get going."
With my spirits up, I rush over to Svenja's home. However, my heart jumps in my throat when it's Klara who opens the door. She's pretty surprised to see me there but walks out and closes the door behind her.
"What is it?"
"I..." a lump in my throat makes me choke. What I'm about to say will change things between us permanently but it has to be done, we've had our fun. "I was looking for Svenja."
As expected, she understands immediately I was picking her sister over her, and everyone else for that matter. She looks away, trying to hide the sadness in her eyes but I already glimpsed it and felt a knife go through my heart.
Then she turns to me with a serious look. "I know what happened yesterday," she says and I hold my breath, my eyes wide. "I woke up and saw what Helene showed you... but despite what you may think, it was the drink talking when you... with everyone. But I was sober enough to enjoy it..." she says smiling weakly then sobers up again. "Despite experiencing her first hangover... I never saw Svenja so happy. If it's going to be her... keep her that happy. And only her."
That's not a request, it's a direct warning she'll get me back if I hurt her but she's right. She must have heard the deal I had to make with Helen. It has to be Svenja. Goes to show you, she loves her sister more than anything... maybe she and Katrina will start going out so she won't be sad too long.
"I had a talk with that lecherous drummer after you left," she added. "I told her I knew a few drummers just dying to join a new band."
"What did she say?"
"After a few warnings she finally shut up and turned away. I think she'll keep her distance from you," Klara assured me. Of course she doesn't know Helen like I do, if she does leave me alone it's because she's after someone else... well, at least my problems are temporarily solved.
Next thing I know she kisses me, briefly then pulls away smiling. "It was fun, while it lasted," she says then goes back inside. Today seems to be a day for goodbye kisses.
A few minutes later, Svenja comes out and my jaw literally drops. She's cut her hair, it barely reaches her shoulders now. She's wearing a black top with some band emblem on it shaped like a spider web, a pair of grey pants and a belt with small, square spikes covering it.
"Svenja?" I ask to make sure it's not some other relative I haven't met.
"Do you like it?" she asks embarrassed.
That's her alright... but she looks so... delicious. I can't help rushing her into a kiss to which she quickly responds but I'm suddenly knocked back to my senses when I see a woman in the window, her mother!
"Crap!" I jump, pulling away.
Svenja quickly turns to see what scared me then turns back smiling. "It's alright, mom knows," she assures me.
I look at her confused then to the window and the woman waves smiling then goes back inside. I was sure she'd burst through the door and chase me off with a baseball bat or broom or something. I don't believe it... when I came out my parents weren't exactly fine with it but they accepted it, eventually... after about a year. Which means Svenja's mom is a really open-minded woman or...
"Svenja... I'm not your first girlfriend, am I?"
"N-no... my third."
Third?! And she's still shy about going past first base? There's something very odd about this girl...
"I'm your third? And you can't get passed kissing?" I ask with a cocked eyebrow.
"W-we did get to s-second l-last night..." she replies mumbling.
So incredibly cute! I could just throw her on the bed and ravish her!
"Let's go," I say pulling her away, holding her hand.
"W-where?"
"Everywhere!"
We first went to get some breakfast, for the day I had in mind, she was going to need her strength. It was not anywhere fancy, just the closest fast-food joint we could find that looked clean enough to get some food. She ordered a salad and a soda, I had the eggs, bacon and pie, which made her look funny at me the whole time I ate.
"What?" I asked swallowing my third mouthful, finishing almost half my food by then.
"How can you eat so much?"
"As head of the band I'm under a lot of pressure, trust me when I tell ya that that helps you lose weight easy," I tell her. 'Not to mention the pressure of sleeping with the whole band,' I say to myself.
Our next stop is a romantic movie, one of my favourites: 'Imagine me and you', a great romance story between two women. Svenja holds my hand the entire time and doesn't let go even when we both start to sweat. And whenever the leading ladies kiss she looks at me from the corner of her eye, probably wanting us to do the same but at the same time too embarrassed to do it in public. But it's fine, I've planned that into our day as well.
After the movie we head to the park where we grab a couple of ice-cream cones and walk around for hours, talking about all sorts of things. The band, the next concert, hopes for the future... that is, until we arrive at a deserted part of the park as the sun finally starts to set. The perfect setting.
"Let's sit down a bit, I'm kinda tired," I say and lead her to a bunch of bushes arranged so perfectly you can't be seen for miles around... been a while since I've been here.
"I had a great time," she tells me. Just you wait, the day's not over yet...
"Yeah, it was fun," I agree and lie down on the grass.
I can see her looking at me from the corner of her eye, she'd have to be dense not to figure out what's going to happen... but why does she want it and resist it at the same time?
"Svenja?"
"Y-yes?"
"Mind explaining to me now?"
"Explain? Explain what?" she says nervously.
"Explain why you get jumpy," I answer sitting up. "When I do this," I add then hug her from behind, placing my hands over her bosom.
"O-oh... th-that's not... I mean, really I..." she sutters and I squeeze her breasts making her yelp.
"I can do this all day," I tell her as I massage her breasts, making her moan softly.
"O-okay..." she concedes and my hands stop so she can speak freely. "My first... she was older, experienced with getting girls to come out of their shell..." Reminds me of Helen... "So by the time I went out with someone again I was... kinda experienced with what to do... but I got too forceful and scared her away..." she trails off, something tells me there's more to that story but I probably won't get more out of her today. "So... the last girl I went out with, she was a bit like you, she didn't mind getting right to it but..."
"You were afraid you'd push her away," I finish for her and she just nods.
Well... that explains a lot... but that's enough talking. I push her on the ground and get on top of her. She's looking at me both scared and surprised but doesn't push away, although she has her hands in front of her as a form of defence.
"Push all you want," I tell her then lean forward, pushing her hands down with my body. "I'm not going anywhere," I add and kiss her.