Pairing: Naomi/Emily
Rating: T for swearing
Summary: When Emily Fitch goes on vacation with her parents to America the last thing she expects to find is love, especially in the form of brash Naomi Campbell, a local with quite a reputation. But coming from different worlds can their love survive Emily's disapproving parents and all the obstacles their differences produce. AU Naomily based off of The Notebook.
A/N: Okay so I know I still have my Cook/Naomi story and Before the Worst on the go but i've hit a bit of a block and then I started writing this and it just started flowing so I couldn't resist. I was listening to Keith Urban's song "Till Summer Comes Around" the other day(which is odd in its own right because I don't normally like country) and it made me think of The Notebook and I thought why not try and write a Naomily version seeing as I thought it fit pretty well. Who knows it might be complete crap but I enjoyed writing it, so drop a line and let me know what you think and if I should continue?
Carnival
She has no idea how Cook convinced her to come tonight, wonders as she wanders around this ridiculous carnival grounds why she always lets Cook con her into dong things that she's against with every fiber of her being. Like tonight for instance, they had made plans to head out to Keith's pub, then down to the beach for a bone fire and beer. The same thing they had done for the past 3 years, since they were 15 and testing the wonders of alcohol, and the horrors of alcohol, together for the first time. But here she is, kicking at the dirt under her feet and scanning the crowd for even a slight glance of Cook whom she hasn't seen for at least a half hour.
He had called her up earlier that day, pulling out his usual arsenal of compliments that he always uses when he wants something She scoffed at first when he suggested attending the town 4th of July hoopla cock and bang, an event that they had both despised for as long as she could remember. But Cook was persistent, going off about some story about a girl he had met earlier, a British girl with a weird name that Naomi can't remember, who apparently had a perfect body, nice tits and a mysterious smile. Said she was visiting for the summer with a friend and invited him to the carnival. Naomi had reluctantly agreed to go after hours of begging and the promise of free alcohol and that they wouldn't stay long. But Cook had disappeared minutes after they had walked into this horrendous display of American pride.
So now she was wandering aimlessly, after giving up on finding Cook. She takes a final look around, wonders why even in a crowd of people she still feels alone. She's about to pack it in and call it a night when she spots her. Naomi stops in her tracks and stares, completely mesmerized by the beautiful red haired girl in front of her. She's riding the bumper cars of all things, a big smile on her face as she twirls around, getting bumped from the side, laughing so loud that Naomi can hear her from where she's standing. And Naomi can't help but think about how innocent she looks, almost child like in a sense, and it stirs something inside her that she hasn't felt in forever.
And it wasn't one of those confused "why is a girl bringing out all these feelings in me" because Naomi knew she was gay. Had known for a couple years now after her and Cooks brief stint as a couple. She had figured out somewhere along the line of their short time together that she was honestly more turn on by even a photo of Debbie Harry than by Cooks fumbling attempts between her legs, or any guys for that matter. So she realized it took it in stride and broke things off with Cook, and they had been best friends ever since. Well after she had explained everything to him anyways, remembers distinctly the grin he wore when she told him like she had just fulfilled some sort of fantasy for him without doing a thing. And now when they went out he would point out girls to her and she would to him and it was all strangely normal.
But she had never seen a girl that had made her freeze like this, that made her heart rate speed up and hands go clammy. Sure she had been with her fair share of girls in the past couple years, drunken kisses and mindless sex but never once had she found one that came even close to lighting that spark in her, until now that was.
Naomi steps closer now standing on the edge of the ride, her hands gripping on to the fence that was separating her from the red headed beauty whom she so desperately wanted to get close to. She was hooked no doubt about it, tries to figure out what it is about her that has Naomi transfixed but realizes soon that it's a lost cause. All Naomi can come up with is that this girl just looks so different than anyone else she's ever met, so different than anyone else in this small town. Her eyes are filled with hope, with passion like she just knows that she's going places, that she's going to change the world some day. And Naomi believes her, believes there is something in this girl that is bound to tae her places. And its different than anyone else in town because this girl doesn't seem shackled by the chains of a small town that provides little opportunity. In her eyes Naomi can see a future rather than a meaningless life of working 9-5 at the local Wal-Mart.
"Naomi," Cooks bellowing voice cuts through Naomi's thoughts and she finally tears her eyes away to meet his.
"Oh so you still know my name?" Naomi bites sarcastically," Where the fuck have you been the last hour?"
Cook grins at her and continues forward till he's standing in front of her. Its only then that Naomi notices the brunette standing next to him, she looks cynical, mysterious and looks like she could give less of a fuck about this carnival or anything else in the world.
"Naoms don't be like that," Cook says," Look I want you to meet someone, this is Effy."
Cook gestures to his side.
"Charmed I'm sure," Naomi replies receiving a smirk from Effy.
Its then that Naomi notices the crowd leaving the bumper cars, follows the train of people till she spots red, looking so tiny in the middle of the crowd of people filing through the small gate. And Effy must notice because she's following Naomi's gaze and her smirk is widening once she realizes what the blonde is staring at.
"Her name is Emily," Effy says, causing Naomi to snap her head back in Effy's direction.
"What? Who?" Naomi stumbles, had no idea she was being so transparent, or maybe it was just something about this Effy girl because with one look into her eyes Naomi felt like the girl was reading her mind or something.
"The red head," Effy clarifies," The one you've been staring at."
"I wasn't staring," Naomi defends, shakes her head when she sees the smirk now spreading across Cooks face.
"Fucks sake Naomi I had no idea you saw some one who tickled you're fancy, lets go hunt her down shall we," Cook says.
"Look I don't know what either of you are talking about okay," Naomi says, one giant lie because still now when she closes her eyes all she can see is red and Emily," Besides last time I checked I can't just walk up to some unsuspecting girl and hit on her Cook, she's probably straight as an arrow."
Effy shakes her head then and Naomi's confused for a moment, but before she has a chance to process it she sees the redhead, Emily, walking toward them in her peripheral vision. She begins to panic, which is something she's never experienced before, she's always been cool calm and collected when pursuing someone. But now her palms were sweating and she felt like there was a frog lodged in her throat.
"She's not as straight as you think," Effy says quickly before Emily makes it all the way over.
Naomi doesn't understand what that means, or how Effy even knows anything about Emily but despite everything it gives her a small glimmer of hope. So very quickly she swallows every bit of nervousness and takes a deep breath, willing the normal cocky Naomi Campbell to bring itself back out.
"Ef where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere," Emily says as she approaches.
Her voice is soft but husky, and she like Effy carries a British accent. And Naomi's pretty sure she hasn't heard anything so beautiful in her lifetime.
"Sorry Ems, I had to meet up with Cook," Effy answers pointing to Cook who was still standing beside her.
Emily nods politely at him and then looks over at Naomi briefly before her eyes snap back toward Effy.
"Emily and I are here visiting for the summer," Effy explains," With her family."
"Well Mark is waiting for me by the Ferris wheel so I have to go," Emily says giving Naomi one last fleeting glance and a timid smile before walking away.
"Well I love the Ferris wheel, lets go babe," Cook looks at Effy, ignoring Naomi's scoff.
Effy nods at Cook and tips her head to the side at Naomi as if to say she should come before she runs off to catch up with Emily.
"Well you heard the woman," Cook laughs, and quite frankly he's freaking Naomi out because she's never seen him act like this. He must have it pretty bad for this Effy chick she thinks.
Naomi reluctantly follows, truth is she hates the Ferris wheel, would like to say its because it's a lame child's ride but if she's being honest its because she's slightly terrified of heights. They make her stomach drop and her hands shake, and it's all rather unpleasant but if it's the only way to talk to Emily she thinks it might be worth it. She blows past Cook and Effy to the front of the line, ignores the smirk she can feel Effy casting her way and stops when she reaches Emily about to sit down next to a short brown haired boy that Naomi recognized from her history class.
"Sorry Mark, do you mind?" Naomi says as she brushes past him and takes the empty seat next to a confused and slightly irritated looking Emily.
"Actually Ya I do," Mark went to move between them.
"Sorry bud, only 2 people per cart you'll have to wait for the next one," the ride keeper stopped him short as Naomi shrugs and pulls the bar down over her and Emily.
The ride starts moving and Emily is just staring forward obviously waiting for and explanation. So Naomi takes a deep breath and swallows her fears, knows that after such a bold move she needs to keep her confidence and bravado up. Thinks this could be a monumental disaster as she doesn't even know if Emily is gay, but feels her confidence grow slightly when she remembers Effy's words from earlier "not as straight as you think". Thinks that must be a good sign because Effy is Emily's friend and she would surely know. Unless this is all some kind of amusement for Effy, some cruel joke for her to get her kicks in, but something tells Naomi that Effy wouldn't do that. Which is completely ridiculous in its own right because she has only spoke about ten words to the girl and really doesn't have a fucking clue what she would or wouldn't do.
"Are you going to explain what the fuck is going on here or are we going to ride in silence?" Emily's voice penetrates Naomi's thoughts.
"Right sorry, my name is Naomi, I just took it upon myself to save you from Mark," Naomi decides on.
"And what was it that made you think I needed saving?" Emily snipes," He seemed like a perfectly nice boy to me."
Naomi laughs at this, Emily just sounds so proper, most of it was probably due to the accent but part of it must have been the way she was raised.
"Ya and a conversation with him is about as exciting as watching paint dry," Naomi comes back with," You should be thanking me really."
"Oh how rude of me to not thank my knight in shining armor," Emily says with a roll of her eyes, and Naomi just smiles, likes that Emily has a bit of sass to her it just intrigues her all the more.
"Well now that that's settled," Naomi grins, leaning in slightly towards Emily, staring her straight in her eyes," How about you go out with me?"
Emily's eyes widen at this, she swallows the lump in her throat and forces herself to look straight back at Naomi, defiantly cocking her eyebrow.
"And when did I give you the idea that I would want to do that?" Emily replies,"
"Oh I don't know, you just give off a vibe I guess," Naomi says, cocking her eyebrow to match Emily's.
She's about to ask Emily again when the ride suddenly comes to a halt, Naomi looks around and swallows thickly when she realizes that they are at the very top of the ride. Looks down to see Effy and Cook speaking to the guy running the ride, sees Cook had him some money and Effy say something and realizes its all a set up. When she sits back she does so a little to hard and rocks the cart they are sitting in and out of nowhere Emily's hand is suddenly gripping her arm and its like a bolt of electricity is shooting right through her. It dons in her then that Emily must be just a terrified of heights as she is, so she rocks the cart again a little harder this time and feels Emily's fingers dig into her arm accordingly.
"Can you please stop doing that," Emily says, her voice slightly shaky.
"Sorry Emily can't do that," Naomi says as she leans back and forth," Not until you agree to go out with me,"
Emily looks at her incredulously and Naomi thinks that it really just might be a lost cause but something makes her keep going, something deep in those chocolate eyes that seem to be telling her that she actually does want to do this but is scared. So she rocks even harder, and Emily's nails are digging into her arm so hard now that she's sure they are drawing blood but she doesn't care.
"Will you go out with me?" still rocking back and forth
Emily glares at her for a moment, seemingly trying to figure out if Naomi was going to stop anytime soon with out her giving in. But she must come to the conclusion that won't because after only a couple more seconds of rocking she's grabbing Naomi's other arm and turning her towards her.
"Fucks sake fine I'll go out with you," Emily says.
"Now that didn't sound like you meant it," Naomi replies, going to rock the cart again.
"I want to," Emily says louder," I want to go out with you," she shouts and Naomi catch's Cooks grin out of the corner of her eye.
"Alright we'll go out," she says calmly as she stops moving and settles the cart again, thanking every god imaginable internally that Emily had caved so easily because she didn't think she would have been able to keep it up for that much longer, she was actually feeling a little queasy already.
Emily glares at her again then and soon enough the ride starts moving again and they are at the bottom. As soon as the gate is up Emily is up and off towards Effy. Naomi tries to do the same but when she hits solid ground her legs feel like jello, didn't realize how her little stunt from earlier had affected herself until she felt her stomach lurching and took off towards the nearest garbage can to empty its contents.
"Bit of a weak stomach for a knight wouldn't you say?" Emily says sarcastically as Naomi looks up at her walking away with Mark.
And everyone around her is laughing but Naomi can't find it in her to care because Emily is giving her that challenging look again, as if to say what are you going to do now, and if there's one thing Naomi likes it's a challenge. So she pulls herself up and walks back towards Cook with a smile on her face and watches Effy take off after Emily and Mark.
"Nice stunt Naoms," Cook laughs," Heights not quite your forte but it had style, good effort."
"Thanks," She says with a roll of her eyes when he pats her patronizingly on the back.
"Come on lets go to the beach," Cook says," Its tradition."
"Alright," Naomi agrees, allows Cook to lead her off in the opposite direction from Emily.
The last thing she thinks that night before she allows herself to be taken away in a blur of vodka and Cooks company is that even though Emily is a complete mystery to her, she's never wanted anything more in her life.