Wow look at this, I've decided to join the fanfiction club as my exams have finished. I apologise in advance if this is crap, I'm 100% new to this! I'm starting this from when Lorraine was about to tell Nikki how she felt before Nikki basically told her to get stuffed (bad Nik).
Heart on the line? Did she really feel that way for me? Hearing her sigh I looked up, she was walking away again. Say something Lorraine, don't be such a baby.
"Nikki, wait, please?" I whimpered, walking towards her. I had to be strong, I wasn't going to show how much this was effecting me. That's not my style.
"What is it? I have got things to do you know.." she replied, looking anywhere but me. I could see the tears glazing her eyes, her beautiful blue eyes. I never realised she felt so strongly for me, but then again, I never really had the chance to figure out any of these emotions. I reached out and took her hand, not caring who saw. Words always failed me when it came to emotional things, I shut down, so I tried to rely on my actions. I had to prove to her that she meant something to me.
"5 minutes, that's all I'm asking. 5 minutes to prove to you how much you mean to me, that you don't need to worry about having your heart on the line. Please Nik?" God, I must sound like a right sad case. Begging. I felt like I had to though. After the way I broke it off this morning I owed it to her. Pulling her hand softly, I led her towards her office where I silently hoped that Tom wouldn't be there. I felt no resistance on her part anyway, so that was a good sign. I felt her gaze on me though, burning into the back of my head. Seeing that Tom wasn't in the office, I pulled her in softly, trying not to be too forceful, too desperate. I shut the door and finally turned around to look at her, noticing something unusual about the normally strong army woman, a tear was slowly cascading down her cheek. Neither of us said anything, but she looked away, probably feeling self conscious about showing her emotions.. Just like I would be. Reaching up, I wiped the tear off of her face with my thumb, letting my hand linger on her cheek for a second or two longer than it should have. Looking into her eyes, they reflected mine. Unspoken emotion, hurt, anger, frustration. I couldn't bare this anymore, I had to do something.
"Nik..? Please don't cry. I'm not worth your tears.." I whispered, pretty much directly in front of her. I wasn't too sure why I whispered, it's not like anybody could hear us. She still didn't say anything though. I placed my hand on her cheek, my other hand still holding hers. Still nothing. God, I hoped my patience could hold out for a while, I really hated being tested like this. Just as I was about to say something again, I felt her face lean into my hand a little, and I watched her close her eyes.
"I really like you, you know that don't you Lo?"
I loved it when she called me that, nobody had ever called me that, not in a way that gave me this sort of feeling anyway.
"I know you do. You know I like you too right? I know I'm awful with this.. Emotions. They scare me, I feel out of control, vulnerable. It doesn't change how I feel though. I just.. When Michael found out, I panicked. I didn't want to seem like the bad guy because of how I've treated him about the whole Christine situation" I was blabbing. Shut up, shut up, shut up. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block everything out. I didn't want to lose her, she was probably the only person who believed in me right now. I felt myself drift closer towards her body, like some form of gravitational pull. Nuzzling my head into her shoulder, I listened closely to her breathing. The same breathing that helped me get to sleep at night when I was stressed. The breathing that I timed my own breath with so that I wouldn't wake her at crazy times in the morning. The breathing from the woman that I'd grown to love. I felt her arms slowly wrap around my waist, her head resting on mine. I felt like a child, I felt out of control here, but I liked it. I loved the feeling of being safe.
"You say all that Lo, but you need to prove it. I know you hate all this emotional stuff, but you need to get a grip, you're human, act like it" She said, a little too harshly for my liking. It was true though. "I know you can do it… I wasn't joking when I said you were missing out-" I stopped her. My lips pressed on hers. Trying to prove how I felt with my actions, not words.
She didn't respond at first, shocked maybe. Or mad. But she kissed me back after what felt like hours. Her hands snaked up my sides until they were tangled in my hair, my own hands resting happily on her waist. I bit her bottom lip, asking for entrance which she quickly allowed. My tongue exploring her mouth, with Nikki copying my actions. Slowly taking every taste in, savouring the moment, wanting it to last. I started to push her up against the wall, not realising that we were now in full view of anybody who looked through the office door window. Her lips slowly moved down to my neck, soft kisses wherever she could reach. I buried my head into her neck, letting out a soft moan in the process. It all felt so good. I couldn't remember the last time when I felt this happy, or if I ever even felt content with who I was kissing. Was this all too good to be true?
"What the hell do you two think you're doing?!" … Michael. Of course