Ok I know this was long awaited, and I thank all of you for your patience. My graduation was great, and now that that is out of the way my whole summer is clear! Also now that FIMOGEN IS CANNON there are so many new fanfic opportunities just waiting to be written! If you like this story/my writing, add me to your author alert list, because I'm sure I'll write plenty other Fimogen stories this summer. Hope you like the chapter, remember review/comment to let me know what you think!
The rest of the afternoon was a whirlwind of sorts. Fiona and Imogen spent the whole day preparing for the night's Frostival. They dealt with the carnies, set up the entrance gate, decorated the area, and all sorts of things to make this carnival a night to remember.
It was dark; the Frostival had been opened for hours already. Fiona and Imogen spent the whole time together, riding rides, playing games, eating food that's so bad for you, but too good not to indulge in. It really had been a magical night. The girls decided to take a ride on the ferris wheel, per Fiona's suggestion, to end the night.
As the girl's car was suspended in the air, Fiona nervously cried, "Are you as scared as I am?"
In just as scarred tone as Fiona's, Imogen shook her head in agreement saying, "Probably."
"I've never been a fan of heights." Fiona looked down over the edge of their car.
Imogen turned to face Fiona, "It's not the heights I'm scared of…" It's true; Imogen did not have a fear of heights, or even a fear of falling off them. She never minded the high altitudes, most of the time she found being up above it all was soothing. Not this time, she was scared of what she was feeling, right then at that moment. She enjoyed every last second of this day, especially since she got to spend it with Fiona. She couldn't think of a better way to spend her evening, and being up high on the ferris wheel, practically in Fiona's lap, made her stomach turn. She had major butterflies, and didn't know what was to come next. That's what scared Imogen.
Fiona turned her body to face Imogen, she made up her mind. The moment she had been planning for the past two days, it was now or never, "Okay Imogen, in case I die on this thing there's something I need to tell you." She started; there was no turning back now.
"Okay." Imogen timidly looked into Fiona's eyes, she took a deep breath.
"I…" Fiona began, she quickly changed her mind, now was not the time for words. She needed to act. She finally went for it; she leaned over and kissed Imogen softly. When she pulled away shewas scared of what Imogen would say, so she figured she would power through the speech she had been preparing for the past two days. "Ever since the first week of school, I have had a silly school girl crush on you, and I can't seem to make it go away, which is a big reason why I thought moving to New York would be—"
The whole tome Fiona was talking, Imogen's eyes were fluttering. She couldn't believe what had happened. She didn't know if it was real or not. She was aware Fiona was talking, but she was in such a dream state she couldn't register exactly what she was saying, she picked up a word here and there. The word 'crush' was very distinct, and it repeated over and over in Imogen's mind. When she finally regained full consciousness, Imogen yelled out to get Fiona to be silent, "Fiona!"
Imogen moved her hand to Fiona's shoulder, leaned in, and kissed her. This kiss lasted longer, and was more passionate than the one Fiona initiated earlier. Time stood still in that moment, everything around them disappeared. It seemed like everything that happened between them, especially these past few days, led them to this moment. When Imogen pulled away from the kiss she admitted, "I've wanted to do that for soooo long." She moved her hand back into her lap and giggled, "I don't know what it means."
Fiona took a deep breath, "I hope it means that you like me."
Imogen stared intensely into Fiona's eyes, "Could I be more obvious?"
The girls giggled, they were so lost in their own little world, they were surprised when the ferris wheel started moving. Scared by the sudden jarring of the car, Imogen quickly grasped Fiona's hand, completely unaware of what she was doing. Fiona interlaced their gloved fingers and smiled brightly. Imogen smiled in return and softly placed her head on Fiona's shoulder. "Fiona, I'm scared. I've never felt this way before, especially not about a girl."
Fiona lets go of Imogen's hand so she can instead wrap her arms around her. Imogen's head still lay on Fiona's shoulder, snug against Fiona's neck. "I know how you feel, I've been there. It's a scary time, but I promise I will be her with you every step of the way. We can figure it out together." Fiona placed a kiss on the top of Imogen's head as she rubbed her back slowly.
Imogen raised her head to look into Fiona's eyes; she smiled, and leaned in to give her a quick kiss. She whispered, "Thanks Fi." She returned her head to its previous position upon Fiona's shoulder, she moved in as close as she could, partially for warmth, it was a cold night, but mostly because she liked being close to Fiona, it made her feel all tingly inside.
They spent the rest of the ride in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, in fact it was that rare type of silence where you would be content to sit there for hours, and you'd feel like you just had the greatest conversation of your life. They enjoyed each other's company and their close proximity, that's all they needed. It wasn't until it was their turn to get off the ferris wheel, they moved, even the slightest.
They left the Frostival hand in hand. Fiona walked Imogen home. On the front porch they said their goodbyes. "Thank you for such a magical night! The Frostival was a million times better than I could have imagined. Plus it was really sweet that you did it for me." Imogen confessed.
Even though her cheeks were beat red from the cold, Fiona blushed, she reached out and squeezed Imogen's arm. "I would do anything for you. And I promise I'm going to pay you back that money as soon as I can…"
Imogen grabbed hold of Fiona's hand, and held it at her side, "Fi, let's save that drama for another day, I just want to enjoy the rest of tonight without worrying about that."
Shaking her head, Fiona agreed, "Of course, sorry. Well it's late, and I still have to walk home." She stared at her feet, still a little nervous. "You want to get together tomorrow? Hang out or something?" She looked up at Imogen, anxiously awaiting an answer.
Imogen wrapped her arms around Fiona's neck, and gave her a sweet kiss, much like the one from the ferris wheel. "I was going to come over whether you asked or not."
Fiona giggled, she felt like a crazy fangirl who just saw her favorite celebrity walk by, "Ok, Goodnight Imogen."
"Sweet Dreams Fi. I'll see you tomorrow." They hugged, one of their famous intense hugs. Imogen did say she loved Fiona's hugs. They had one last quick kiss and Fiona made her way to walk home. She turned around when she got to the end of the sidewalk to make sure Imogen made it inside safe.
As she walked home alone, Fiona reflected on the past couple days. So much had happened, while yesterday was the worst day of her life, today was the greatest. She knew it wasn't over, that there was a lot of work to do; she still needed to find a job. She was excited to get home and tell Holly J all about her magical night with Imogen. She was so happy. There aren't enough words to express the way Fiona was feeling on that walk home. All she knew was she couldn't keep that dumb smile off her face….It was going to be a great holiday, she could feel it.
I wanted to keep the dialogue from the Frostival the same because it was so darn cute. I did make a couple slight changes, but only so it fit the story I had already written. I hope you liked this chapter, now that it's official, the fun stuff can begin. I will tell those upfront right now I like to keep my writing PG, so a 'makeout' session is as far as I'll go. If that's not what you like sorry. Please review, thank you again for reading!