WUSYANAME.
‘you are my type, you’re a bright light, and im like a moth’
summary: the girls are at the pool again…..
warnings: blood n boobs 🤫 and a veeeery small mention of barfing
content: black!reader x bsf!ellie, a lil bit of tension….🙈 , r means reader
authors note: this is so fun to write 😇😇 sawry its not v plot focused im feeling kinda sillyyyy
next chapter. masterlist.
the sun was bathing on your face, spilling into your room from the window. the summer heat let you sleep without a blanket,sprawled out on your bed, laying on your stomach.
the bright light was interrupted by a certain someone crawling in your window, messily stumbling inside.
your cat let out a confused meow, and you stayed steady asleep.
ellie not so quietly walked over to your bed, knocking over an empty cup in the process.
“WAKE UPPPP!!!”
you groggily open your eyes, courtesy of ellie aggressively shaking your arms from on top of you, disturbing your very peaceful sleep.
“im up, jesus.” you rub the sleep out of your eyes, and ellie finally calms herself.
normally, if someone busted through your window and shook you awake you’d be mildly alarmed, but ellies made you extremely used to it. hell, you probably wouldn’t even notice if someone busted in to murder you.
— *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
same room, worse decorations. and the same unceremonious entry, but this time , you were alerted by your curtains.
the noise startles you out of your sleep, grabbing your pillow and standing towards the danger.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU??” your voice booms through your room, quickly turning towards your window, pillow in hand.
“holy shit, its me!!” ellie raises her hands in defense, eyes wide and chuckling.
when you’re confronted with the familiar face, your heart rate slows and you drop the pillow.
“dude, what the fuck! i almost killed you!!”
“with that?” ellie gestures to the pillow on the ground, a goofy smirk on her face.
“hey, i could’ve smothered you.”
“id like to see you try.” ellie drops onto your couch, relaxing into the cushions.
“why are you here anyways?” you sit next to her, a confused look on your face.
“you want me to leave?”
“…no.” you admit, leaning back.
“i was bored, missed you.” she casually remarks, resting her head on your shoulder.
“why couldn’t you come through the front door?”
“oh, are we not at ‘breaking in through eachothers window” base yet?” ellie laughs, and you can feel it on your shoulder.
“i mean, i guess we are now” and you lean onto her head, her tea tree shampoo flooding your nose.
“what a significant milestone we’ve reached.” your sarcasm is very apparent, but it was genuine all the same.
“truly.”
— *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
“thought you were in a coma or something, shit.”
you look over to your alarm clock,“11:30am” glowing in red letters.
“its still earlyyyy, i could’ve still been sleeping.” you whine, turning over on your side.
“its almost 12, r.”
“you sleep until like 4pm ellie, who are you to make me wake up right now?” you face her again, a questioning look on your face.
“your best friend , who you love more than anything.”
you roll your eyes at her,knowing she’s right, tucking your arm under your head.
“just lemme sleep in a liiiiittle longer, please?” you plead with her, dragging out your words.
“cmon,its pool day!”
right, pool day.
today, june 4th , is the anniversary of the first time you met ellie. according to the both of you, its “the fourth of july but wildly more awesome and significant.” every year, no matter what, the two of you go back and swim together. ellie reminds you each time, usually by crawling in your window, tackling you, and shaking you awake. you’d spend almost all day in the pool, baking in the sun and goofing off in the water. it’s the best day of the summer.
“pool day can wait, im sleepy.” you drag ellie onto the bed, trapping her in your arms and resting your head atop of hers.
“ugh, fine.” ellie kicks her shoes off, leaning into your hold. your nose is filled with the scent of tea tree shampoo, and it lulls you right back to sleep.
“AWWWW YOU LOOK MALNOURISHED”
you sang along to the lyrics blaring out of your speaker, nodding your head to the beat as you drove.
the sunlight peeked through the trees, landing in small spots throughout the car, and on the brunette next to you. you felt the cool breeze from the windows and the sunroof, courtesy of your broken air conditioner. the shades of dark brown and green started fading behind you, dull colored houses with perfectly trimmed lawns appearing next to you. your bracelets jingle as you turn the steering wheel, the light reflecting off of them around the car.
“yo, do you want teriyaki?” ellie looked over at you, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
“every time you do that hair-tuck thing, you look like debby ryan trying to seduce me.” you responded, stopping at the red light.
“is it working?”
“oh, absolutely.” your words were coated in a paper-thin layer of sarcasm, turning the steering wheel with a small giggle.
“is that a no to teriyaki?” she questioned, pouting slightly.
“why eat before we go swimming, stupid.”
“did you know that the whole ‘eating less than 30 minutes before you swim will make you throw up’ thing isn’t true?” the question was a typical ‘ellie being a smartass’ rhetorical one, obvious by the proud smirk on her face.
“did you know that-“ you mocked her, waving a finger in the air and speaking in your high pitched nasally “nerd” voice.
she gave no response, simply rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.
“it seemed pretty true that time you barfed in the pool after we got taco bell.” you replied, finally pulling into your nana’s old-people-neighborhood.
“okay but like, that doesn’t count tho. thats TACO BELL.” she defended.
“maybe you should’ve eased up on the backflips that day too…”
“how dare you assume id ever ease up on the backflips.” she puts a hand on her chest, a fake offense in her tone.
you drive past the rows of houses, green lawns with potted plants and sprinklers making rainbows.you and ellie both sing along to the song still, you tapping your fingers on the steering wheel to the beat, and ellie moving her head back and forth. you finally pull into a spot, turning your keys with a jingle.
“how is the pool like….completely empty?” ellie questioned, eyes scanning the area. june is like, prime pool time, and given that the two of you slept in until 4, there was bound to be at least a small crowd.yet, not a single person was there, just some floaties and goggles that got left behind, both the doors to the locker rooms closed.
“shit, are they closed?” you squinted to try and read the fold-up sign on the lawn, but you could only see a blurry mess. wrong day to forget my glasses.
when ellie notices you desperately trying to make out the words on the sign, she steps out of the car and walks over to it. and the disappointed frown on her face already gives you your answer.
“man, what the fuck?” she dramatically slumps back onto her seat, crossing her arms over her chest.
you unknowingly mirror her action, a simliar frown appearing on your face.
“its june 4th, don’t they know its like, a national holdiay???” ellie questions.
“exactly, do they not know the cultural significance of today???”
you both sat there for a while, wallowing in your sadness. you can’t break an eleven year old tradition! why would the pool even be closed today? in your 18 years of living, it wasn’t closed once on june 4th. you took it as a sign that the owners were extremely in tune with your calendar, but it’s simply just not a day a pool would be closed on. you run through multiple depressing scenarios, until the both of you turned to each other. it was like a light bulb went off in both of your heads at the same time, a simultaneous silent ‘ding!’ echoing through the car.
“so….if the pool is closed, doesn’t that mean no one is here to like…enforce that?” a smirk appears on her face, very obviously suggesting what she’s about to say.
you scan the pool again, a complete absence of people confirming your suspicions. the complete absence of cameras simply solidifies the plan.
“we just gonna jump it?” you ask, a smile replacing the frown that was there before.
“i mean… i don’t see why not.”
“what if some old lady walks past and sees us?”
“easy. we convince her that she’s hallucinating, her new hip medicine has her going crazy.”
“el, your only backup plan is lying to the elderly?” you quirk an eyebrow at her, disappointedly.
“well what else could we do?” she asks, rolling her eyes.
“do we just say fuck it?” you both accidentally talk in sync, which makes you both burst into laughter.
“great minds think alike.” ellie taps on her head.
you both step out of the car, grabbing your things from the backseat and locking it. ellie swings her towel around her neck, and you swing your pool bag over your shoulder. you start walking normally to the gate, but ellie decides to be dramatic. stepping to the side, with her finger-gun held close to her face.
“really?” you question, laughing at her.
“shhh! stealth mode, r. you’re gonna get us caught.”
you decide to be just as dramatic, side-stepping and walking dramatically slow over to the gate.
“ladies first.” ellie chimes, gesturing her hand to the gate. you boost yourself over it, with no struggle, and you wait for ellie on the other side. she quickly hops over, but unceremoniously falls on her knees.
“shit!” she curses, holding onto her leg.
“dude, are you okay?” you bend down to her level, inspecting her knee. theres a nasty scrape on it, little drops of blood falling down her skin.
“ew, now you’re gonna get your gross knee-blood in the pool.”
“i guess you are too.” ellie grabs your hand and rubs it on the cut, red smearing on your fingers. she winces when you touch it, but still starts giggling.
“DUDE!! thats like- a biohazard. now im gonna get aids or something.” you rub the knee-blood on the ground, tiny pieces of concrete clinging to your hands. ellies laughter continues , almost obnoxiously.
“man whatever, this fucking hurts.” ellie stands up, dusting off her hands on her shorts.
“awww, you need me to kiss it better?” you ask, giving her dramatic doe-eyes.
“how sweet of you.”
“too bad. that thing looks NARSTY.” you roll your eyes, setting your things down on a chair.
“narsty?” she raises her brow, setting her things down right next to yours.
“you heard me.” you pull your tshirt over your head, leaving you in your black swim-top. you start pulling off your shorts, stepping out of your flip flops and pulling them off.
ellies eyes don’t leave you the entire time. she watches how your two braids fall back on your shoulders, how the sun shines on them, and how good your tits look in that bathing suit when you bend over.
“you just gonna stand there? i wanna swim.” you question, tilting your head at her.
“sorry … got distracted.”
“…can i get a squeeze?” ellie bluntly blurts out, eyes never leaving your tits.
“you’re so gross.” you scoff, rolling your eyes at her antics. it wasn’t like this was something bizarre to you, especially coming out of ellies mouth. i mean, its not like she hasn’t given them a little honk before.
“nah, its for…science. just checking for breast cancer.” she holds back a laugh, putting on a very convincing ‘serious face.’
“you’re not a scientist, and that excuse only worked the first time.”
“wow, i guess this is what i get for being concerned about my friends boob-health.” ellie crosses her arms in fake offense.
“im very in tune with my boob health, thanks. can we go swim now?”
she nods, quickly moving to slide off her button up- dad shirt, leaving her in an old sports bra and her swim trunks. hating normal swimsuits, ellie always settled for this. you pull your goggles over your head, pushing them down to suction them to your face.
“you wanna jump?” you make your way over to the deep end, standing at the edge.
“hell yeah i do.” ellie practically runs over to you, sliding on her own goggles as she does.
you both grab eachothers hand, walking backwards just enough to run and cannon-ball into the pool. the water bubbles around you, splashing everywhere. you see ellie under the blue, and you watch her flip her bangs out of her face as she rises to the surface.
“r, watch this-“ without giving you a chance to respond, ellie dives under again. she twirls in the water, first backwards, then into a handstand, then doing a front flip to finish it off. she floats up again, wiping her hair off her goggles.
ellies obsession with what she calls “underwater gymnastics” was the only excuse she had for those goofy snorkel goggles on her face. “they keep the water out of my nose!” according to her, and you never complain. especially since you have a pair matching hers.
you give her a dramatic shocked face, before challenging her.
“i could do that way better. you were practically just under there flailing around.”
“oh yeah?” ellie cocks her head to the side, raising a brow at you.
you dive under, better than ellie, and do the combo ten times better. in your opinion. you even finish off on your feet, with your arms raised in the air.
“told you.” a proud grin is plastered on your face, while ellie rolls her eyes at you.
“you just went all fancy with it. i did it way faster.”
“technique is better than speed, williams.” you retort, crossing your arms in front of you.
“thats what your mom said last night.”
you respond by splashing her in the face, letting the water hit her right in the eyes.
“wow, couldn’t even let me put my fuckin goggles on?” she scoffs in disbelief, still wiping her eyes.
you decide to take the opportunity and splash her again, pushing another wave straight to her.
“you really wanna start this?” she wipes the water off her face again , moving her hands underwater.
she sweeps the water with her arm, sending a wave of water back into your face. you shut your eyes instinctively, wiping them when the water subsides.
ellie quickly pulls her goggles on, ducking under the water and swimming over to you.
“els, what’re you doin-“ before you can finish your sentence, you feel ellies arms wrap around your waist, and she yanks you over her shoulder.
“ELLIE WAIT- PLEASEEE DONT- HELP-“ you start panicking, slapping ellie on the back and kicking your legs around.
ellie launches you into the water, laughing the entire time she does. she watches you angrily float up, and start punching her in the arm.
“you’re such a fuckin dick!!” you continue your lethal assault, bumping your fist into her bicep.
“the biggest. you punch like a baby.” she jokes, chuckling at herself.
“you want me to actually try?”
“dare you.”
you wind up extra, and launch a strong punch at her stomach. she dramatically falls back into the water, body going limp.
you almost start yelling at her, until you hear the raggedy wheels of a walker on the sidewalk. shit.
without a word, you drag ellie up to the surface, leading her to a corner.
“whats goin on-“ her voice is interrupted by you placing a hand on her mouth, standing in front of you as you ducked in the corner. she gives you a puzzled stare, seizing her question for the moment. her face heats under your hand, and she prays that you don’t feel it.
“heard someone.” you whisper, quieter than a mouse.
ellie nods in understanding, moving her hands around your hips. you knew it was just to keep you close, but you can’t ignore the twinge in your stomach when she does it, avoiding eye contact and trying to peak over the pool edge.
it’s not like it wasn’t normal, cuz it was. ellie had always been handsy with you. holding onto you in the hallways, hugging you around your waist, holding onto it when you slept together. you shrugged it off as her love language just being physical touch. she likes being close. but every time ellie grabbed you like that, it felt like she was electrocuting you or something. sparks fly, for unknown reasons. suprisingly, she never points out or pokes fun at you when she sees your breath hitching, or the way you awkwardly look away. if you told her to, of course she’d stop, but who’s it hurtin anyways?
you don’t see anyone on the sidewalk, but you decide to wait a while for safety. and to calm the nerves that weigh on your chest. you look back down, and ellies still holding onto you. her body heat radiates onto onto you, somehow heating you up even more than before. your faces are almost dangerously close, like if-a-swift-wind-blew-your-lips-would-knock-together close. you stare into her pine green globes unwillingly, as theres not much else to look at in front of you ,except for her lips. the eye contact feels…oddly tense. you watch a drop of water fall down from ellies hair, through the slit in her eyebrow, down the side of her face, and onto her lip. you crack a smile at her, and you both start laughing.
“shh, you can’t, we’re.. gonna get caught.” you try to quiet her, sentence interrupted by giggles. the tension wears off in mere seconds, the two of you calming down again.
“is it bad i kinda hope we get caught?” ellie jests, but her tone feels so much more…seductive? no, thats crazy. you laugh her off, giving her a small “you’re weird” before looking up again, and notice a clear coast.
“we’re good.” you confirm, sinking back into the water.
“you happy now?”
you stare at ellie, practically inhaling her chicken teriyaki plate in your passenger seat. after like, 5 more hours of swimming, the two of you finally decided to leave. ellie had a nasty sunburn on her shoulders, courtesy of her refusing to re-apply her sunscreen, and you left with a nice tan. as always.you were both starving, and ellie persuaded you into getting teriyaki. ‘please, r, it’s been on my mind all day.’
“oh, im more than happy.” ellie spoke with her mouth full, still scarfing down the chicken and rice.
“in the like, eleven years i’ve known you, i’ve never not seen you tear apart your teriyaki. especially after we go swimming, you turn into a fuckin animal.” you giggle, taking a bite of your own food.
“holy shit, eleven years?” ellie stops eating , shockingly, and looks up at you.
“if i haven’t mysteriously forgotten how to count, yeah.”
“weird, i feel like its been way longer than that.”
the sunset outside the car windows is pouring into the car, casting a pink hue over ellie. everything about her looks so much…warmer. her freckles look darker, her hair looks even more red, and her eyes look an impossibly prettier shade of green. you can’t help but grin when you look at her, making you feel even more relieved than your food.
11 years. more than a decade. 22 birthdays, shared between the two of you, a elementary and middle school graduation with her right by your side, matching caps and gowns flipping off the cameras. the both of you couldn’t think of a better person to have shared the years with, and you don’t think you will anytime soon. or ever.
“yeah?” you question, staring back at her.
“mhm. feels like i’ve known you longer than i’ve been alive. like, i met you before i was born or something.”
the sudden deepness of the statement almost makes you cry, but a wide smile spreads across your face. ellie knew you inside and out, and she definitely knew how crazy sappy shit like that made you.
“yknow what, i bet we did.”
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