I started reading fanfics on that page long time ago and finally I decided to sign up and write my own story. ;) It's my first fanfic ever and I don't know if it's good enough to continue, so let me know what you think. :)

Description: Emily Fitch is perfectly happy living in Los Angeles with her girlfriend. But life is not always perfect. When everything starts falling apart, it seems that there's only one person who can help her.


Long awaited spring arrived this year unexpectedly. Grass started to get greener and greener, people became happier and the sun seemed completely unwilling to disappear from the blue unclouded sky. Los Angeles filled up with joy.

Top fashion designer Emily Fitch was sitting in her favourite armchair in her and her girlfriend's apartment. Her girlfriend was a famous photographer and an arts correspondent working for a Vogue magazine, but at the moment was busy cooking a dinner for them. She wasn't doing it often – usually their cook prepared their meals, but that day was special – they were celebrating the third anniversary of their being together. They couldn't have been happier for those thirty-six months – they shared their interests, both were hot, both were wealthy and both were pretty in love with each other. For Emily and Anne those three years were the best years of their lives.

Emily was sitting in her armchair for fifteen minutes now and was getting slightly bored. When she came back from her studio, Anne was already home and greeted her in the doors. Then she quickly covered redhead's eyes with her favourite Hermes scarf, made her sit down, gave her an iPod with relaxing songs on it and told her to wait patiently.

Emily Fitch wasn't a patient person and saying that she was pleased with the whole situation would be a lie of the year. She was very vivacious and sitting in one place was making her sick. Plus, Anne left her there without even a kiss, and tempting smells from the kitchen were coming to her nostrils all the time, so now not only was she longing for a kiss, but also extremely hungry. She cursed quietly as her stomach made an awful noise, showing the whole world how starving she was.

'What are you saying, honey?' she heard Anne's amused voice and smiled to herself – somehow even just knowing that her girlfriend is near was making her unbelievably happy.

'Nothing, babe,' Emily was sure Anne could hear her. 'But may you hurry up, please? You don't want me to die because of hunger, do you?' she asked and heard Anne's giggle. Emily loved that sound. Suddenly she felt Anne's hot breath on her lips and her stomach flipped uncontrollably. She wondered for a second why she couldn't hear Anne's footsteps, but then remembered about iPod's earphones in her ears. Anne removed them gently and spoke quietly right into her ear.

'You'll have to wait a little bit longer, hun. You know I love you, but I can't make an oven work faster,' she said and placed herself on Emily's knees, making her shiver under her touch. Even though the scarf was still covering her eyes, Emily was one hundred percent sure that Anne smirked. She always adored the hold she had on the redhead. She brushed her hands lazily along Emily's arms and finally reached her breasts, her lips still extremely close to Emily's, her sweet breath surrounding redhead's face and making her crazy. Emily gasped and leant in to steal a kiss from Anne, but her girlfriend was faster. She moved her head back quickly and laughed, playfully slapping Emily's arm. 'Not yet, you horny blind lezza,' she whispered and raised herself up from Emily's knees, leaving the redhead more frustrated than ever. 'God, if only you knew how adorable you look with that face expression, Em,' Anne said. Emily sighed, but suddenly a self-loving smirk appeared on her perfect lips.

'I'm really sorry, but I think that as soon as I get rid of that fucking scarf, I'll have to punish you for your unacceptable behaviour, miss White,' she said but remained still in an armchair. Anne shivered with excitement – being punished was always a great fun, especially when Emily Fitch was the one punishing.

'Just wait another few minutes, babe, and don't be so turned on, it's dangerous for your health,' Anne mumbled and Emily heard her footsteps disappearing further and further away from her. She took a deep breath. How could she not be so turned on after almost ten hours without any physical interactions between her and her hot girlfriend?

Eventually Anne came back, sat on Emily's knees again and started playing with redhead's hair. She knew she was making her more and more frustrated. 'Anne, I swear, do something or I'll get rid of that scarf and fuck you in the middle of our living room – and I want to remind you that we have a lot of horny neighbours around – right now,' Emily whispered with passion and reached out her hand to remove a piece of material covering her chocolate eyes, but Anne stopped her, grasping both redhead's hands and kissing them gently. Then she sighed, pretending to be disappointed.

'It's impossible to have fun with you, isn't it, Fitch?' she said, but before Emily had a chance to answer, Anne pulled her hand, making her get up from an armchair. Then she caught hold of Emily's hips from the behind and started placing small kisses on Emily's soft, pale neck, at the same time pushing her slightly towards their bedroom.

'Now,' she whispered, her voice causing gooseflesh on redhead's skin, 'I will show you what it means to suffer.' The door of the bedroom opened and Emily felt herself being pushed on a cushioned bed. Anne wasn't wasting her time. She sat down on Emily's thighs and started kissing her lips gently. Too gently for longing Emily. Redhead opened her mouth to deepen a kiss and jumped with joy when Anne let her. They were kissing passionately for a really long time till Emily broke the kiss and, this time successfully, removed the scarf from her eyes. She looked at Anne, trying to seem dangerous.

'I think I'll have to keep my promise and punish you, because you're being really, really naughty.'


They had sex for what seemed like ages, but it still wasn't long enough for Emily. When she felt Anne getting up from the bed, she moaned in protest and grasped her girlfriend's hand. 'Come back here,' she begged, but Anne shook her head.

'You're unbelievable, Em. How is it possible that sex is everything you can think about?'

Emily giggled. 'I'm not going to say sorry, because it's definitely not my fault,' she shrugged helplessly and licked her lips (still tasting of Anne) slowly (which, she knew, was always making Anne truly turned on). 'It's simply impossible to think about anything else when you have such a hot girlfriend.'

Anne smiled, leant in and kissed Emily. The redhead pulled her hand to make her fall on the bed again, but Anne didn't let her. Instead she drew herself up, folded her arms and looked at Emily with reprimand in her eyes. 'Sometimes you forget I'm stronger than you, huh, Fitch?' she asked, rolling her perfect green eyes playfully. 'I'll have to teach you good manners one day. But now we have to get up and get ready for our dinner. I thought you're starving?' Anne raised her eyebrow at now quickly blushing Emily.

'Well, forgot about it for a second, but yes, I am starving.'

'Great. You're all wet honey, we'll have to take a shower and dress up, since you don't want to eat naked… Not that I would mind,' she winked at Emily and reached her hand out to help her girlfriend stand up. Emily grasped her hand gratefully, removed herself from the bed and didn't miss the opportunity to kiss Anne once again. Then she followed her to the bathroom and saying that they were perfectly innocent while having a shower would be a second lie of the year.


When they were ready (and, believe it or not, it took a really long time), they got out of their bedroom and went to the dining room (Emily had a scarf on her eyes again, but that time she wasn't complaining, because Anne was still placing sweet kisses all over her face, neck and arms). Finally Anne helped her to sit down in a chair and walked away. Emily was waiting with a smile on her face and was jumping in excitement every few seconds when unexpectedly she heard a sound of opening the door and happy voices. She frowned. She had no idea they were going to have a company during their anniversary dinner, but she didn't have a time to wonder about it, because suddenly she was being pulled up from a chair and a lot of hands started hugging her, ruffling her hair and many lips started kissing her cheeks.

Finally someone was generous enough to remove a scarf from Emily's eyes and then she was completely lost with the number of people surrounding her. Seems like Anne invited all their friends and somehow made them come to their apartment all at the same time. She saw her sister Katie with her husband Jacob, her main assistant Freddie McClair with his girlfriend Amy, Emily's secretary Pandora with her boyfriend Thomas, her old friends Cook and Effy, who were now a couple for a really long time, her best friend JJ with his lovely girlfriend Lara, few Vogue models who managed to become really close to them for these three years, some of their workmates… Emily was surprised to see her ex-girlfriends were invited too, but didn't complain. Though, she was really surprised that Anne made such a big deal about it – it's the third anniversary, right? Not a tenth one or something like that. But redhead had to admit – she always adored it about Anne – that she could make even little things special for both of them. Her eyes found her girlfriend into the crowd. She came closer to her and kissed her with love. 'Thank you,' she whispered and smiled against Anne's lips.

'I love you,' Anne answered. 'I'd like to stay like that forever, but we have to take care of our guests,' she added after a while of kissing. Emily nodded and grasped her hand. They started greeting everyone and it appeared that all of their guests brought something for them (mainly alcohol, but it wasn't a surprise – what can you buy for someone who seems to own everything?), so they ended up with few bottles of really good wine, some expensive whiskey, vodka and a really beautiful cuckoo clock from Lara and JJ. They invited everyone to sit around the table. Anne prepared everything perfectly. The meals were ready and hot (Emily knew that Anne probably asked their cook to take care of it while they were taking their time in bedroom), whole room was decorated (Anne did all the decorations herself and they were really wonderful), a huge colourful transparent was saying "Three years of happiness" and guests were told to dress up formally. Emily smiled to herself – she had a perfect girlfriend.

When the whole room covered with silence, Anne turned on the hi-fi and they heard Anne and Emily' song – Breathe me by Sia. Then Anne stood up next to her seat and started speaking. 'When I first saw Emily during Katie and Jacob's wedding, I knew that she is the one. It may sound cheesy now, but it was like that, I swear. When I found out that Emily feels the same way about me, it was the happiest day of my life. Today are three years since we are together and I think it's a really important day,' Anne took a deep breath, 'not only because these thirty-six months of pure love are definitely worth celebrating, but also because finally I decided I am ready to do something. Something that I wanted to do for a really, really long time,' Anne looked Emily in the eye and Emily smiled lovingly towards her girlfriend. Then Anne knelt down on one knee beside Emily and glanced up. 'Emily Fitch, will you marry me?' she asked and the silence became even more intense as Emily started to blink to hide the tears of happiness filling up her eyes. She didn't have to wonder, she knew it was something she always wanted.

'Yes, of course I will,' she whispered and hugged Anne tightly, kneeling down next to her. Then she pulled back and let Anne slip the ring on her finger. The whole room exploded with thunderous applause and within a second they were surrounded by people again.


'God, I can't believe you did it,' Emily said when finally they closed the door behind the last leaving guests. She was smiling whole evening and still couldn't remove that stupid grin of her face.

Anne just shrugged. 'I love you like I've never loved anyone before, so there's no point in waiting, is there?' she said simply. Emily hugged her and started kissing her slowly. Anne grasped her hand and started pulling her towards their bedroom.

'What about the mess?' Emily asked but really didn't mind it. Anne rolled her eyes.

'Nanya is coming in the morning, I think we don't have to worry about it. But…' she looked at her watch for effect, 'we have to worry about how to spend that night.'

'I think I might have an idea,' Emily answered and giggled, lifting her girlfriend and carrying her to their bedroom. It was going to be an eventful night.


Emily and Anne were a happy couple. On that ideal day none of them was aware that their perfect lives weren't meant to be so perfect forever.


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