One Way or Another, or Can it be Both? (+16)

******If you don't like Gay pride then I suggest you don't read this story.

Beatrix is Bisexual, her and Bekka(her girlfriend) are moving to London where Beatrix runs into One Direction. Things get complicated, hearts get broke, love blooms, and friendships will grow.


2. Chapter 2

I wake up to Bekka nudging me. “Wake up babe!” she whispered. “Wake up, come on now.” I open my eyes and look at her.

“Yeah?” I ask, my voice groggy from the nap I took. “We there yet?”

“The flight attendant told everyone to put their seatbelts on and get ready to land.” She whispered and kissed my lips. I smile and buckle my seat belt.

*after plane landing*

“Yay! We are finally here!!!” Bekka yelled as we stepped out of the airport, luggage in tow. “This is going to be so much fun!”

“I know, right? Jesus, I can’t wait to settle down in the new house.” I gushed. I felt my stomach rumble. “I’m hungry, where do you think we should go?” I ask Bekka.

“I think we should go home, leave our luggage there and go to Nando’s?” Bekka replies, but it sounded more like a question.”


“Ummm, that sounds like a good plan!” I hail a taxi and we both got in, putting our luggage into the back. I told the taxi driver the address.

We arrive at our new home. I didn’t expect it to be this big! It’s huge, practically a mansion. I guess daddy out did himself this time. My daddy is rich, not in a he’s got a good job kind of way, but in a he owns a company named Nando’s kind of way. That’s the reason Bekka and I go there so much. Before I left, he gave me a black card.

“Woah!” Bekka exclaimed “It’s so huge!”

“That’s what she said!” I say giggling. Yes I giggle, get over it, I’m still a girl.

“That’s what I wouldn’t say.” Bekka laughed. You see, Bekka’s not Bi, she’s full out lesbian.

“Okay, well I’m going to go get costumed up!” I say with false excitement walking up the long stairs towards where our room will be. I reach a hallway with multiple doors. I walk to the first door and open it. This will make a good room. I drag my bags into the room and throw it on the ground.

“What should I wear?” I yell thinking Bekka is all the way down stairs.

“Jesus!” yells Bekka right next to my, making my jump. “I’m right here no need to yell!” she yells.

“I could say the same to you” I rub my ears.

“Opps sorry babe, anyway. I think you should go in the blue and white stripped shirt, with umm… I don’t know maybe your tan chincos. Oh! Don’t forget your Justin Bieber-ish hair. I like that one.” She says while going through my costume clothes. Okay you might be wondering what’s going on. So, okay, when I go out with Bekka, she makes me dress as a guy. I’m not sure why, but I think it’s because people don’t like us two GIRLS going out together and kissing so they stare.

“Okay, what shoes? My Supras?” I question.

“Yeah those would go great.” She smiles. I grab my clothes from her and go to the bathroom to change. I put my chincos on and but a bet on because they have to be pretty big so it looks like I’m sagging. I but a tight wrap over my bra, so that when I put my shirt on it doesn’t look like I have boobs. I put my shirt on over it. I look in the mirror. I look like a guy, and to tell you the truth, I hate dressing like this. I put my hair in a loose low pony tail and slip my wig over it. I brush out the knots in the wig and wala! I’m a guy!

I walk out of the bathroom and into the room. I grab my blue Supras and slip the on. I hear Bekka come out of the hallway bathroom.

“How do I look?” she asked. I look up to see Bekka in this in an incredibly tight, short mini skirt with a black halter top. I don’t usually like when girls dress like that, but she looked HOT!

“If I wasn’t so hungry, I’d jump you right now.” I say. “so, are you ready?”

“Yep, let’s go!” she replies grabbing black pumps and slipping them on. She walked out the door as I followed her out looking at her ass. MMMM.

We walked to the garage and looked for a car to drive. I can legally drive here, I got a license the last time I was here with my dad. I grab the keys to the Range Rover. So many other cars to pick form but I love this color. It is a shiny bright blue. We got in and headed out.


After we ordered, which I ordered a lot, we sat down at a large table, seeing as there werer no smaller ones left. We started talking about the move and how it was great. When 5 guys caught my eye behind Bekka. They were only a table away so I could hear everything they were saying.

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