Hiya! Here's the eleventh chapter. As always, thanks to all the people who review (cheers, OnlyNaomily ;D), favorited, followed this.
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2. ELIZABETH STONEM. EFF.
"Your sister is calling me."
Katie raised an eyebrow and Eff pressed the green button and the speaker. Eff wanted that Katie listened their conversations, it was fair, Emily was her fucking sister. They remained stretched in the bed, and finally, Emily took.
"I know I told you that I didn't need help, but..."
Eff smiled. "You can ask me whatever."
Both girls listened Emily sighing, and Katie smiled too. Her sister was stubborn as always. "I sort of need a place to stay for a couple of days, and I... I could have called Katie but it would be weird, after all this time, things should be slowly."Eff looked at Katie, who just nodded, kissing Eff's shoulder."Look, if you are busy..."
"No, please! I mean... I'll send you a text with a direction, OK? I won't be there tonight, though. Issues."
Katie smiled.
"... OK. Thanks."
"Bye, Emily." The brunette hung out and Katie smiled, kissing her.
"Thank you." She murnured.
Eff smiled, too, caressing Katie's cheek. "It's nothing, really."
Katie kissed Eff passionately, staying above her and they both smiled. They felt free, as if they were younger again, and it was incredible good."By the way." Murmured Katie, kissing Eff's lips. "I know you've shagged my sister."
Eff shook her head, smiling. "She just reminded me someone."
Katie understood, and she felt guilty, but that night she couldn't have bad feelings. She wanted to spend her time with Eff, without thinking in no one else.
The next day she would think, but not that night.
[...]
5. NAOMI CAMPBELL. NAI. THE COPPER.
She entered in her kitchen, throwing her uniform to the couch. When she read that Eff wasn't there and wouldn't be, that night, she felt good again.
Everybody knew she loved her loneliness.
She grabbed a can of beer and she turned on the TV. Golden State Warriors playing and she relaxed herself, in underwear, watching the match. She was a huge fan of basketball, she recognized, and she liked her 'little routine'. Her mother used to bring her to see Golden State Warriors play once a month, in Oakland, and that's why she loved it. They reminded her the lovely childhood she had. She never knew her father but she didn't mind, because Gina was everything she needed. She felt the need to find her Stephen Curry jersey, and she removed her closet to find it. When she reached it, she smiled and hugged it.
It was like home again.
She dressed herself with it, and then someone knocked her door, three times. Raising an eyebrow, she opened the door.
She opened her eyes, surprised, when Emily smiled, shyly.
The redhead looked beautiful again, and she would want to grab her waist and kiss her fucking life out, but she was calm enough to stay straight. "Uhm... what are you doing here?"
Emily cleared her throat. "I... I need a place to stay so I called Eff and she passed me this address..."
Naomi opened the door and nodding, she let the little redhead pass. It was quite weird, but well... she shrugged, pointing at the TV and clearing her troath. "I-I was watching basketball. Do you want something to drink?"
Emily looked around, uncomfortable. The flat was so nice, and she felt like a strange there. "Look, I... I should go..."
"Don't be silly, you need a place to stay." Emily shrugged. It was quite awkward, but she just sat down on the couch.
"A beer would be fine." Naomi smiled and grabbed another can and a packet of snacks. She offered the little redhead the beer and she opened the packet, eating. "Thanks."
They both stared at the TV, avoiding the conversation. Naomi clapped and grinned everytime GSW did a nice basket, or a nice play, and Emily found it amusing, looking that the blondie's team was losing by 20 against Miami Heat.
"We'll win, I tell you." Said Naomi, eating. "Do you like basketball?"
Emily nodded. "Chicago Bulls, but I haven't seen a match in a while. When I was little, my father was a sports freaky so..." Naomi could feel that Emily was so uncomfortable and she turned off the TV. "What are you doing?"
The blondie shrugged. "I don't know, what do you want to do? I've vodka, beer and Eff won't come tonight, your my guest and you choose."
Emily smiled. "OK... do you have a pen and a notepad?"
[...]
They started playing a silly game. They had to write in a paper a name for someone famous, and pass it to the another one. They had ten questions to guess who it was, and they would drink Vodka while they were playing.
Emily passed the paper to Naomi, and she started. "OK... am I fictional?" The redhead shook her head and took a sip. "Am I a girl?" Emily nodded and Naomi raised a fist, drinking. They both laughed.
"Am I beautiful?"
Emily raised an eyebrow. "That's quite subjective." Naomi looked at her, playfully. "Yeah, she is."
Naomi smiled, drinking. "Am I... a TV star?"
"Sort of." Replied Emily.
Naomi raised her hands. "What kind of answer is that?"
Emily sighed, smiling. "I replied, so continue."
"Am I... Am I american?" Emily shook her head, drinking. "You've chosen someone difficult, then."
"You've done five."
Naomi sighed, thinking, and Emily smiled. It was nice, just being, with Naomi. It was safe and she liked it.
"Am I black?" Emily nodded. "AHÁ. I think I get it. Am I Naomi Campbell?"
Emily laughed, nodding and Naomi stood up, clapping. "I'm a fucking beast."
"Ah... just begginers lucky, Naomi."
They both drank and Emily relaxed herself. "My turn, isn't it?"
Naomi nodded. "Come on, surprise me."
"Am I a boy?" Naomi nodded, slowly, and Emily continued. "Alive?"
"Yes"
Emily though, hard... "Am I american?" Naomi nodded, and Emily drank, happily. "I am a sports star."
"Kind of, yeah."
Emily laughed. "I can't believe you've chosen my fucking brother in law."
Naomi raised an eyebrow. Fuck, the redhead was good... Emily grabbed the paper and she laughed, looking at the 'Freddie McClair' name.
"You're good."
Emily smiled. "I've learnt to be perceptive."
"Anyway, I think this is the first time where someone has said my entire name without laughing."
Emily chuckled. "It's obvious you were born before all the fucking supermodel's boom, so I don't see the point, that's all."
"You're quite intelligent, do you know? I mean..." Naomi made herself comfortable in the couch and looked at her.
Emily smiled, caressing her own hair. "Do you think so?"
Naomi nodded, slowly. They stared at each other for a while, Emily wasn't breathing properly just seeing Naomi's beauty towards her. She shook her head and grabbing Naomi's face, she kissed her. She fucking wanted her, and her needing scared her so much, but she continued, touching Naomi's body. "S... Stop it." Murmured Naomi, and she did a long sight. Emily looked at her. They remained in silence for a while, and then, Naomi sighed and looked to Emily, who never stopped staring at her."I'm not that kind of girl."
"What kind of girl?" Asked Emily, a little bit surprised.
Naomi looked away. "I'm not a fucking random, Emily."
Emily looked surprised. That was what Naomi though... wow. It crashed her and exploded in her face like a bomb.
"Fuck's sake." Sighed Emily, totally annoyed. Naomi raised an eyebrow. "I've done with you things that I wouldn't do in all my life, Naomi. You kissed me in a fucking beach, we've been in an overwhelming restaurant and I don't really know what the fuck is going on right now!"
"If you wanted to shag me, you could ask me, do you know?"
Emily looked at her. "Listen to me, Naomi, because I am going to say this just once. I'm not worth it. I'm not the fucking kind of girl who can do this, and I'm dying to, of course I'm fucking dying to let this be, because I promise you that I've never liked anyone before the way I fucking like you. I CAN'T. Do you understand? I fu.."
Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind.
A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand.
I'd been on a trail for a little while.
But that was the night that she broke down and held my hand.
The teenage rush, she said, 'maybe I'll just runaway, we got time'.
Well that ain't much...
We can't wait 'til tomorrow.
You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it?
It's the one thing you can choose, oh!
Naomi grabbed her face and kissed her, slowly but passionately enough, and when their tongues danced together, they laid on the couch, kissing each other with a descommunal force.
Naomi caressed Emily's cheek and the redhead looked at her. She just looked. "You are so crazy."
"It is not entirely my fault."
Emily smiled and kissed the soft rosy lips of Naomi, slowly. They stared at each other, amused, and Naomi just opened the mouth to say something but she bitted her lip.
It wasn't the time.
"Say it." Naomi sighed. "Just... say it, Naomi."
Naomi looked at her eyes, gulping and kicking all her fears away. "I- I think I'm fucking head over heels for you, redhead."
It was like a soft whisper, and Emily felt it. Just felt it.
The way her entire body squeezed in joy when Naomi murmured that. The way her heart beated fastly, the way her hands were sweating.
She fell, hard and fast, to that deep hole.
"I'm sorry, then." Said Emily, raising her shoulders with a smile in her face.
Naomi smiled and kissed her again, quietly, and then she stood up, going to her bedroom. It was a little bit late and she was going to work the next day. Emily raised an eyebrow.
"Where are you going?"
Naomi smirked. "Sleep. Want to join me? I promise my bed is at least twice more comfortable than the couch, but..."
Emily laughed, standing up and following Naomi, they laid on the bed. Emily sighed, throwing her jeans to the floor and unzipping her bra to do the same. Naomi just stared at her, resting by her elbows and with a grin on her face.
"Like what you see?"
Naomi nodded, smirking. "What a shame I'm not going to shag her tonight."
Emily laughed and fell in the bed. They looked at each other, and Naomi caressed the redhead's hair.
"You know you are not a random, don't you?" Murmured Emily.
Naomi kissed her in reply.
That was her answer (obviously she knew).
[...]
When Naomi opened her eyes, Emily was cuddling with her in the bed. She smiled.
She didn't feel that thing in all the mornings she woke up with Mandy, and she knew that she did good, ending things.
Emily seemed so relaxed. She was tied to her in an overwhelming way, but she liked it.
She pressed her lips to Emily's cheek and trying not to wake her, she went to the bathroom. She needed a shower, maybe a good mug of coffee and then, she would go running, as always. Another shower and pass all the morning with the little redhead.
It was a good plan.
When she finished the shower, she entered on her bedroom. Emily was awake, looking at the walls.
"Good morning." Said Naomi, throwing her hair towel to the bed. Emily gasped and turned around. Naomi looked totally beautiful, in the morning, and she just smiled. "I am going running, for a bit. I've made coffee, and in less than an hour I'll be here again. Suit yourself with whatever, this is your h..."
Emily sighed. "Naomi..."
"This is your house, OK? Don't make me tie you with my hand-cuffs to the chair because I'll fucking do if... OK, that sounds better in my head than outdoors."
They both laughed and Emily shook her head. "So... hand-cuffs."
Naomi chuckled. "I was trying to say that you're totally welcome here, OK? I mean it." Emily smirked, and Naomi just shrugged, grabbing the keys. "See you later?"
"Sure." Replied Emily, nodding and grabbing a mug of coffee. Naomi smiled and went outside, turning her iPod on and starting to run.
After passing the probably weirdest night of her life, she felt strangely better. And alive.
That morning, the things seemed to be incredible.
[...]
2. ELIZABETH STONEM. EFF.
"I'm hooooome!" Eff threw her bag to the floor and jumped to the couch. Emily just raised an eyebrow, sitting on the four-seater table with her breakfast. The brunette stretched herself, yawning and turning around, she smiled to Emily. "Good morning." Said Eff, with a smile on her face.
Emily smiled too, but didn't reply. Eff turned on the TV and started to see a MTV crappy programme. After a couple of minutes, Emily sat by her side. "I've been with your sister." Told Eff, quietly. Emily stared at her, waiting for the conversation to continue.
"Tonight?" Asked Emily, and Eff nodded, without looking at her.
Eff just smiled, triumphaly. Last night probably was the best night of her life, and she wanted to shout, she wanted to tell everybody that she loved her. What a shame she couldn't.
Emily understood. They shared a few words, but she understood, and she smiled, too. It was a little bit shocking to know that her sister was having something with a girl, but Emily wasn't like that.
The little redhead preferred her sister being happy with whoever.
"Wednesday, night. She'll come here, dinning. You should stay."
Emily caressed her hair, quietly, and nodding, she said: "Yeah... probably I'll stop here for a while... I'll help with the bills."
Eff chuckled. "Don't be a twat, we have enough money to run a proper house."
Then, they listened the door opening and Naomi entered, with a towel in her neck and smiling. She was eating an apple, relaxed, and she looked at the two girl.
"Have we had a fucking meeting this morning and I didn't know? Good mo', Eff."
Eff laughed, and Emily just stared at the two girls. They seemed to have an special connection, a bond, like sisters, and Emily liked it. In fact, for the first time in eight years, she felt a warm sensation on her body, and she had to smile, because she missed it. She missed the feeling to be in a place like home. She had the feeling that she was in her "home" again.
That's all for now :)
The song in this chapter: The Killers - Runaways.
See you soon!
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