Hey there.
I was a bit skeptical if this chapter would ever get posted, its just the story sort of moved in a different direction to what I had originally planned. Not that its a bad thing, gee I hope its not bad...I think I may have gone a bit gung-ho in my first story..too many ideas and story-webs, but still I think I have learned my lesson now.
As an advanced apology this chapter is a bit smutty...again! Okay not really (I mean yes it is smutty, a lot smutty actually *wink* *wink*) but it was always going to be, remember the Cyprus trip?
Anyways I have had another story swimming around in my head of late, so this week has had a few sleepless nights so it may be time to start planning story number two. Don't worry I plan on finishing this story, but I think I need to start getting the other down on electronic paper, otherwise I will never get any sleep!
As always thank you for taking the time to read, alert and review.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Skins or the characters, but this is my Naomily story xx
Chapter Fourteen
~ Emily ~
So the week went relatively steady paced; not too fast and certainly not too slow. I mean after we had hidden out at Naomi's on Monday that is. And now after I had 'pleasured' (if that's what you call it, I still wasn't quite sure) my gorgeous girlfriend that afternoon, things were scaled back a bit…well until Friday that is, but we will get to that part later.
It wasn't like we didn't want to sleep together, I mean it was constantly on my mind and all I wanted to do is jump her every second I looked at her, it's just I think we both realised that things were moving along quiet quickly and I'm not sure about Naomi, but I didn't want to fuck this up by rushing too far forward.
So we were back at work on Tuesday, and given that Monday was apparently written off due to sickness, we both had to hide our wide grinning faces the moment we walked back into our respective workplaces. Although we had joint tasks to do this week, Naomi and I decided it would be best to not rush back into the board room, because frankly if we were in there alone this afternoon, I would have had my wicked way with her. So instead we had decided to just email the task list back and forth, working independently from our desks. In the end it was the right decision and to be honest. I was glad to actually get some work done.
I didn't get to see Naomi until after work, as I had to get my moped off to the mechanic during my lunch break. Angus had a workshop not too far from Cabot Circus, so I was able to walk my moped the few blocks and still have time to swing by the apartment for a bite to eat and to grab a few things to take to Naomi's before heading back to work. We never did get around to coming by the apartment yesterday, we got a little busy and then ended up falling asleep on the couch watching some western movie. Why a western? No…fucking...clue…
Naomi had dropped me off at the apartment early this morning on her way to work, so I could have a shower and get changed into some work-appropriate attire before heading to the office myself. She said she didn't think we would actually get to work, if she had stayed and waited for me…with that part she was right on point. I had told her she could use my parking space, as my moped had been pushed to the side anyway and Naomi had a compact car. So she parked her car on the second floor next to my poor little moped, before heading off to work.
Although Naomi had intentionally dropped me off early, so you know, I could get ready for work, I…ah…didn't really have time to pack a bag for the week. I kinda got a little…let's say…preoccupied… in the shower this morning and completely lost track of time. I ended up dressing that quickly and literally ran all the way to work, so I wasn't going to be late. I think that the running part actually worked in my favour; I arrived at work red-faced, and partially sweaty, so my boss must have bought the 'I called in sick yesterday' routine nicely.
I was dying to see Naomi by the time five o'clock came around; she is my girlfriend after all. After I had dropped my bag on her back seat, we decided to eat out for dinner. We left Naomi's car behind and took a leisurely stroll (hand-in-hand of course!) into the center of Cabot Circus. Naomi decided to take me to Giraffe World Kitchen and believe it or not, I hadn't actually been there before. We settled on there because we couldn't decide what and where to eat. Their menu is broad and pretty darn inviting to tell you the truth.
"That settles it Ems. If we can't decide Giraffe's it is"
"Fine. But have you actually eaten here before?"
"Yeah, but only once…food was good…company not so much."
"What do you mean company?" She cast her eyes down to her feet, shrugging nervously, my eyes widening in shock, or amusement or was it surprise? I wasn't quite sure. "Hey, are you taking me to a place you went to on a date?" I knew what the answer was going to be.
Naomi nodded silently once more, avoiding eye contact, and brushing her shoe back and forth on the pavement, like she was trying to remove an unwanted wad of gum stuck to the bottom.
"With a guy?" okay maybe just teasing a little, can't let her off that easy, can I?
Naomi had paused from scraping her shoe on the ground and her response was shaky "…ar-are you…mad? I mean we can go somewhere else if you feel like uncomfortable or something."
"Ha ha! Look its fine. I was only stirring…you should have seen your face…" I giggled a bit and she looked up and punched me square in the stomach, "…Ow!" Pausing to giggle once more at her lame attempt of a punch, "what was that for? Okay I know…" holding my hands up in defense, "…but still…I need this stomach to eat dinner alright?"
"I'm pretty sure you can manage, you cheeky, bitch…"
"Hey!"
"Okay my…sexy…girlfriend…who can still be a cheeky bitch" accompanied by a crafty wink.
"Much better" engulfing her in a hug and pulling myself up to kiss her cheek.
After two ciders (strawberry and lime of course!), a bowl of Katsu Chicken Noodles for me and a Nachos Nirvana for Naomi, we were hitting the street heading back to the car. We hardly even made it around the corner when Naomi pulled me sideways into a deserted alleyway, slammed me up against the wall, snaking her hands around my waist and baiting me with her lips.
I was taken by complete surprise, and seeing opportunity with my open mouth, Naomi thrust her tongue down my throat, eliciting a deep moan at the action. Our tongues began to battle and soon enough, the kiss became extremely heated, with hands groping and sliding between our bodies, as she held me up against the wall. Talk about getting heated…I was practically on fire!
Just as she was about to slide her hands into my knickers, she paused gazed deeply into my eyes, gave me a wink, pulled away. Before I knew what was happening, she had already started walking back to the apartment; a good few meters ahead. She looked over her shoulder, smirking at me and quickened her pace.
"Hey! That is not fair…I thought…I was ready…fuck Naomi you are such a tease!" rushing to catch up with her.
When I did catch up she burst into laughter, "got you back then."
"What the bloody hell for?"
"Before of course" winking back at me.
"That's not fair" slapping her arm "all I did was have a little joke about where we were eating for dinner…you…you tried to fuck me in an alleyway Naoms!"
Naomi looked at me open mouthed and roared in laughter, throwing her head back and grasping at her stomach.
"Its…not…funny…" lightly punching her shoulder between words "oh you are going to pay for this one…I'mma get you back…girlfriend!"
"Oh you will, will you? I'll be waiting…"
Wednesday and Thursday went by pretty quickly. We got into a mini routine whilst I was staying at Naomi's.
We would wake up and have a shower together…nothing more than a little making out. Okay maybe a lot of making out, but innocent all the same. After we were dressed, we'd have a slice of toast and a coffee, before making our way to work. Even Friday morning was the same.
It was about 3.30pm on Friday afternoon. We had spent the majority of the day (and our lunch hour) working in the Carter-Milton boardroom on our project when I thought it was time for payback. I excused myself, pretending I needed to use the loo (Naomi none the wiser) and wandered up to the Fourth Floor.
There was only one business that worked on this floor (and they always finished early on a Friday, lucky bastards) and the rest of the occupancies were vacant; which mean the floor was deserted…perfect for a little payback Naomi Campbell.
I popped a couple of cherry flavoured mints and shot off a text to Naomi to meet me on the fourth floor. I know it sounded a little harsh but I'm sure the winky face would convey my meaning…crystal clear.
Nai…4th floor…NOW ;)
Less than a minute later I got a one worded reply
Cumming… (?)
Ha! I have you right where I want you…it's payback time.
Within two minutes, Naomi had navigated the stairs and was quickly moving towards me slightly out of breath. She stopped in front of me and raised her eyebrow. I took her hand in mine and indicated with my finger for her to be quiet (whether the floor was deserted or not, was completely irrelevant). She nodded and I led her down the hallway to the cleaner's closet. Okay maybe it wasn't a closet, I mean the room was half the size of my apartment, but we needed privacy didn't we?
~ Naomi ~
When I got the text from Ems, at first I didn't know what she was on about or if she was in trouble, but then the winky face said it all.
I quickly excused myself from the office, well not really, the bosses weren't there this afternoon (they were at some function across town) so no one was really paying attention to me as I left and hurried up to the fourth floor, taking two steps at a time…thank god for long legs!
I saw Emily in the middle of the corridor when I arrived, an innocent smile lingered on her face, but as I moved closer and came to standing in front of her, the innocent smile was replaced with a devilish grin. She shushed me and ushered me into the cleaner's room at the end of the hall. When she turned the handle, I almost cried out 'thank fuck its open' but I held my tongue, not wanting to jinx anything.
Once we were inside the room, and the door was closed behind me, it was dark. I could still see as there was a small window on the other side, but when I reached out to find the light switch, Emily stopped me.
"You won't need the light for this."
"Um okay…well I know…well I think I know what this is…" she cut me off with her lips pressing against mine, licking my bottom lip, begging for entrance.
As if I would deny Emily Fitch passage to my mouth. Once my lips parted in welcome, she instantly drove her tongue into my mouth…and it was delicious, was that…cherry? Whatever it was it was fucking fantastic and she tasted so fucking good. Our tongues dueling with each other, as they flicked and sucked each other. Emily retreated from my lips and starting peppering kisses down my jaw and onto my neck.
She sucked and nibbled at my neck and it was driving me fucking insane. I grabbed her hips and yanked her closer to me…I needed to feel her body against mine; I needed her closer. She moaned into my neck at the sudden movement, and immediately brought her lips back to mine drawing her into a deep kiss. We caressed each other's lips, and our tongues resumed the battle not long after. Emily began trailing her hands up under my top, palming my tits through the fabric of my bra, I could feel my nipples harden under her touch.
"Fuck this, take it off Emily…take off my shirt."
She whipped my top over my hand almost without breaking her lips away from mine…and fuck that is talent right there. She resumed trailing kisses down my jawline and my neck, but this time pressing her lips on my chest. She kissed at the top of my breasts and started massaging them with her hands. It was driving me crazy not having her mouth on my bare chest.
"Just take it off Ems….mmmm…take it off please?"
She looked up and met my gaze, biting her bottom lip. I loved it when she did that.
"That's not what I had in mind Naoms…"
"Really? Then what did you…oh…"
She had me distracted with her lips on neck and hands, or shall I say hand, on my tits, I didn't even realise her other hand had unbuttoned my trousers which were now laying on the floor. I stepped out of my trousers and kicked off my shoes. Emily swung me around and began walking me backwards unit the backs of my knees hit a table on the other side of the room.
She picked up my legs and forcefully shoved me onto the table, so my legs were just off the ground…fuck I didn't realise she was so strong…this is REALLY turning me on.
"Now, when I texted you to come up here, I was just going to tease the fuck out of you and walk…away, but the way you looked at me when I stopped you turning on the light, I knew I couldn't go through with it…I just had…well have…to have you, right here and right now"
She was resting her hands on the tops of my thighs, her thumbs tracing circles on my skin.
"Fuck Ems…you are REALLY turning me on…I want you so badly."
"See it's not nice to tease and leave, is it Naoms?" quirking her eyebrow.
"No Emily, I guess not…ohh" she started spreading my legs apart. "No, not at all Emily…teasing is bad."
"Well teasing can be…good? Can't it"
Spreading my legs wider and as she cupped my knickers, "oh fuck, yes Emily…yes!"
"Good. Now shut up and let me…have my way with you…" her voice dripping with an extra layer of huskiness.
I bit my lip nodding rapidly. Fucks sake Emily in control is fucking HOT!
She pushed my legs back together and I let out a sigh of frustration.
"Now, now Naomi, what did I say?"
"Shut up?"
She nodded, smirking at me, her voice dampened with sarcasm, "do you know what that means?"
I nodded, holding on to her every word as if it was pleasure in itself, "Don't…talk"
"…and"
"…don't make any…*ahem*…noises?"
"Good girl, think you can be…quiet now?"
"Mmmmhmmm, I mean…" nodded my head once more to show I understood what she wanted me to do.
"Okay then Miss Campbell" with a very very seductive smirk on her face and eyes fading to black.
She cupped my face and kissed me once and slightly bit my lip before pulling away. It took everything I had not to moan out in pleasure. She slid her hands down my chest, over my boobs and down to my hips, before gripping my knickers and pulling them from my body in one fluid movement…could she get any sexier right now? Fuck the things she was doing to me…like literally doing to me.
Once my underwear was thrown somewhere behind her head, she slowly spread apart my legs once more, tracing patterns on my knees, slowly making her way up my thigh. I shuddered as her hands got closer and closer to where I needed them most. The whole time her eyes were locked on mine and her smirk growing wider.
Her hands paused just before touching my heat and I was just about to say something, when she shook her head and I acknowledged her 'keep quiet' instruction, biting my lip so hard to stop myself from even breathing. She dipped her finger into my heat and I threw my head backwards, narrowly missing the wall. She pulled my head back down to look at her, her hand resting on the back of my neck, when she pulled out of me, smirked and sucked her finger...clean…
That was it, I had to say…something…"Oh I have to speak Ems, please don't be angry but fuuuuuuck that's hot…like really fucking hot."
"You know what's hotter?"
My eyes widened, shaking my head, not daring to break eye contact with Emily.
"This"
Without looking away, she dropped to her knees and ran her tongue through my wet folds in one…long…stroke.
"Fuck Emily!"
She pulled away again, licking her lips, "mmmm always wondered what you tasted like. Now I do. Delicious."
She dropped her gaze and returned her tongue and lips…oh her lips…to my heated center, licking and sucking away. It felt so good, unlike the two other guys, lucky enough to get a ticket down under. They were wet and sloppy, but not Emily. I mean I know I was wet, but she didn't add to it, if you know what I mean. She lapped up my juices; sucking, nibbling and licking my wet folds.
As if my legs weren't wide enough, she pushed them apart further to gain better access to my cunt. She used her fingers to spread me apart as she sucked at my clit. I could feel the rush of heat wash over my body. It was not going to be much longer until I lost complete control of my body…but Emily knew that, and that's what she wanted; control. And fuck she was going to have it, if it made me feel like this!
She inserted a finger as she continued to flick her tongue across my clit. The pressure was amazing, who knew what one little Emily-sized finger could do…a fucking lot, that's what. She started to increase speed with her finger and quickly thrust another into the mix, making me shout out in pleasure. Without removing her fingers, she lifted her head, looking me in the eye and licked her lips once more.
"Naomi Campbell, what did I tell you…shut…the fuck…up" her tone almost mocking, and it only spurred me on.
I bit my lip nodded as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. She returned her lips and tongue between my legs. I resumed my gaze to find her bobbing her head between my legs. She started thrusting her tongue in and out, in perfect rhythm with her fingers. Fuck I was soooo close now.
She increased speed and pressure, driving her clever fingers deeper into my burning core. I felt her fingers pulse against my walls, as they became tighter and tighter around them. Her tongue rhythmically accompanying the timed thrusts of her fingers.
She brought her lips back to my clit and started sucking it so hard, while her fingers were curling inside me. I felt my walls clench down around her fingers and tongue as my orgasm took hold. I knew I had to keep quiet, not just because Emily told me to, but because I am almost certain the whole building and half of Cabot Circus was going to hear me scream. I held my both my hands over my mouth to muffle my screams as best I could, as I fell of the edge with one hell of a fucking orgasm. I rode Emily's tongue and fingers until her pace slowed as she brought me safely down from one hell of a high.
She took one last lick, lapping up my cum before leaning back, coming to rest on her butt on the floor, removing her clever fingers and fucking skilled tongue. She looked at me and sucked her two fingers clean, with a delightful 'pop' at the end.
"Oh fuck Emily…that was…that was…"
"…I know."
Catching my breath "are you sure…are you sure, you haven't done that…before?"
She nodded her head, trying to control her own breathing… "Never…well apart from just then…"
"Well you were fucking awesome…I have never cummed so hard in my entire life!" I really hadn't, you know.
Raising her eyebrows and smirking at me "I figured…and believe me I felt just how hard you came…right in my mouth."
I leapt off the table and topped her right there on the floor, bringing our lips together. I could taste myself on her lips and the hint of cherry left in her mouth as she groaned around my tongue. We stayed on the floor kissing for another few minutes before, we realised that it was already four o'clock, and we really should be getting back to work.
I reluctantly peeled myself from Emily and helped her up. I gathered up my discarded clothes and redressed quickly.
"Um…you go ahead Emily…I just need a minute to…catch my breath and well…tidy myself up a bit."
"Okay then" winking in my direction "I'll see you downstairs then."
I nodded and she left, blowing me a kiss before leaving the room. I ran my hands through my hair and smoothed down my clothes…Holy fuck what just happened? That was the best sex I have ever had in my entire life. I knew I needed to pull myself together and get back to work, so I promised myself that if I could just get through the last hour of work and half an hour of traffic, I could have Emily all to myself and you know…return the favour. And oh was she going to get her returns, and then some…
~ Emily ~
I'm pretty sure the next 48 hours where the most energetic hours of my life. Once you get a taste (forgive the pun!) of what it's like to really be with a girl, Naomi in particular, it's almost an…addiction.
We spent Saturday holed up at my apartment, particularly fucking on every surface, including the balcony in the middle of the night; I'm not THAT brave when it comes to public displays of affection and all out fuckery! So that means we didn't make it to Naomi's on Friday night. Once five o'clock came, we were out of there and back at my apartment in a few short minutes.
Once the apartment door was closed, I found myself completely stripped naked and trembling underneath Naomi's clever tongue in a few short minutes. Let's just say I was so very turned on since the fourth floor adventure earlier that afternoon, and Naomi, well she wanted to lick and touch every inch of me the moment we stepped foot into my apartment, and my oh my, did she explore every single inch of me…
We paused for a break on Saturday night, mostly breathless and starving, got some takeaway and headed back to Naomi's as she still had to pack for Cyprus.
"Do you have to go Naoms?" I was lying across Naomi's bed, watching her building a pile of things to pack.
"Yes…and stop giving me that pouty face."
"What pouty face?" putting on my best extremely pouty, pouty expression.
"That one…jesus Emily, I know it must be hard for you, but I have to physically leave you and be away from you for two whole weeks. Imagine how I feel"
"Yeah I know" rolling over onto my back, trying to stop the tears from falling. "I'm just gonna miss you is all…" like really really miss you, miss you.
I heard her drop whatever she was holding which made a plumping noise in her pile of clothes on the floor, and then she appeared leaning over me. She was about an inch from my face when she whispered, "I will miss you more than my backup stash of Garibaldis, you know that don't you?"
For Naomi to say that of all things, may sound like a load of crap to anyone else, but man she fucking loved those biscuits and more so, she fucking loved me.
"Aww well, I will miss you loads and I love you more than cheese…"
"Ha ha! Cheese Ems?"
"Yeah cheese Naomi…I fucking love cheese…" pulling her closer to me and closing the gap between us. I kissed her ever so softly, just relishing the feel of her lips on mine…two whole weeks without so much as a hug, let alone a kiss…is going to be murder.
Naomi giggled against my lips and it only got worse when I started tickling her, flipping us over so I was straddling her.
"Ems….Eeeemmssss…st-st-stop it…pla-lease"
"What's the magic word?"
"I love you?"
"That sounds as if you are unsure" I joked as I continue to tickle her, just slightly more aggressively. Tickling was the only way I could think of to lighten the mood for her, but more so for me…it was almost unbearable the thought of not being with her for that long.
"I do, I do. I love you more that all the Garibaldi's in the UK! …Ahhhhh okay! …More than all the Garibaldi's on Earth!"
I stopped tickling her and locked eyes with her; just entranced by those cerulean blues.
"Look Ems, as much as I want to stare deeply into your eyes for the rest of eternity, I really have to finish packing."
"Awww…okay" peeling myself off her felt like a slowly removed a band aid; deliberate and painful. I plopped myself back down on her bed sitting with my knees tucked under my bum, slightly exaggerating my bottom-lipped pout.
"Ems you are killing me when you do the Fitch-eyes and pouty face" she husked getting up and dragging herself back to her packing.
"You know you actually have to put the clothes inside the bag Naoms. At the moment you are just building a mountain of clothes in the middle of your bedroom…hey!" She threw a bunched up shirt at me which hit me square in the mouth, muffling the last few words to leave my lips. "What was that for?" raising my eyebrow.
"Two things. One, for being cheeky and two, I want you to have this while I'm gone."
I took notice of the shirt she threw at me and noticed it was her pig shirt; her favourite shirt. "Naomi I can't have this, it's your favourite. You have to pack it." I tossed it back to her and she threw it straight back at me as though it ricocheted off her hand.
"No Emily, you are my favourite. I want you to take care of it while I'm gone okay? Just pretend I am hugging you when you wear it okay?"
I brought the pig shirt up to my face and breathed in Naomi's scent and burst into tears. "How am I supposed to cope with you not being here Naomi? I'm a mess now and you are standing right in front of me!"
I bowed my head, not being able to meet her eyes, fearing I would start sobbing even more hysterically than I was now. I felt Naomi sit down on the bed beside me, before pulling me into a big warm cuddle.
"Oh Emily, I know. Please don't cry. It's killing me that I am leaving on Monday. But we still have all of tomorrow okay?" kissing the top of my head. "I love you so very much Emily Fitch, but you know I have to go; I haven't seen Mum in six months."
"I know" I sobbed into Naomi's shoulder. "I know. I'm sorry" pulling away wiping the stray tears from my cheeks. "I just…I just can't fucking stand you not being here."
"Me too okay? Me to. I love you Emily Fitch. I really fucking love you and two weeks will fly by okay? I promise." Although I'm sure we both didn't believe her words, she tried ever so hard to convince us both it were true.
After I had calmed down a bit and watched Naomi finish packing her things…actually in the bag this time… I heard the familiar tone of my phone ringing; 'Man Eater' was reserved for one person and one person only…
"It's Katie, I'd better take this. I haven't talked to her in like…a week…it's time."
Naomi nodded, offering a sweet smile in support.
I stood up and left the room, making my way downstairs as I swiped answer on my sister's call, "Hey Katie."
"Hey you. Please don't hang up. I want to talk okay? Please let me"
"Yeah okay, it's time I know. And look…thank you for the space. I didn't mean to freak you out, but you know why I couldn't be around you or anyone really?"
"Yeah I know Ems, I know and look I'm so sorry about…her. You know I haven't spoken a word to her since…since…well…you know."
"Kay, you can still talk to her, she is your Mum too."
"No Em. She stopped being my mother too when she disowned you like that."
I felt my heart sink at her words and it wasn't long until Katie picked up on it; call it 'twinuition'.
"Oh I'm sorry Ems, I didn't mean…I didn't mean for it to come out like that."
"Yeah I know. Don't worry about it okay Katie? It's fine."
"If you say so" there was a slight pause before she continued "are we doing breakfast tomorrow?"
"As much as I want to, and really I do want to see you. It's just Naomi's last day before she goes to Cyprus and I just want to spend it with her. I hope you don't mind."
"…Yeah nah it's cool. I get it. I mean she is your girlfriend after all. More than I can say for myself at the moment, like obviously the male-version."
"Oh Katie, I didn't mean…well you know. Look how about you come round to mine on Monday after work? We can have a girl's night okay?"
"I know you are just going to be lonely you lezza, but I'll come over anyway okay? Believe it or not, I actually kind of miss you bitch."
"Yeah I miss you too…bitch." We shared a giggle before exchanging our goodbyes and ending the call.
I found myself leaning against the balustrade, slipping my phone into my pocket, when a warm hand wrapped itself around my waist.
"Are you okay Ems?" whispering in my ear.
"Yeah. I just…you know…miss her."
"Yeah I know you do. It's okay you know, you're allowed to…I mean she is your twin sister."
"Yeah it's just…complicated. Fucking everything is complicated right now."
Naomi turned me around and wrapped me in a comforting hug. I held her tightly and whispered a thank you into her chest.
"Why are you thanking me?"
"For being here. For being you. Thank you."
~ Naomi ~
Much to my disappointment, Sunday came and went in a blur. I mean it was still wonderful and exciting and absolutely exhilarating, but it went way way too quickly.
Again, we fucked on nearly every surface of nearly every room in the house, much the same we did at Emily's apartment on Saturday, however my house is much, much bigger than hers. When I say 'fucked' it wasn't as degrading as it sounded, there was a heck of a lot of love crammed into those hours spent inside each other. And let me tell you, the kitchen table was perhaps my favourite location of them all; I never realised just how flexible my little red haired girlfriend was and the things you can do with a candle stick…but I will leave you to ponder on that one.
We fell asleep in each other's arms totally exhausted from our exciting and adventurous day, well weekend. Don't get me wrong it wasn't all fuck fuck fucking, but I think we were just trying to make the most of not being able to see or touch each other for the next two weeks. And believe me, did we see and touch each other quite a lot in the last 48 hours…
I woke the next morning, quite early and well before my alarm was due to wake me. On some level I was glad I woke up before it went off, but then there were a few things swimming around in my head that I just couldn't shake off. Leaving Emily and not seeing her for two weeks. The flight; I hate airports and flights. Taking off is fine but I hate the landing, it always upsets my stomach. And I would get to see my Mum. I was happy because it had been a while since our last visit but on the other hand I was scared shitless. Why? Because I had to tell my Mum about Emily. I actually had to admit to her that I was…gay and dating a girl. Well not just any girl. A girl I loved, a girl called Emily. It was then I realised that Emily has this calming effect on me when she sleeps next to me.
I made sure I cancelled the alarm so it wouldn't wake Emily, before rolling back over to come face-to-face with the love of my life. She was so beautiful when she slept; peaceful and adorable, but beautiful nonetheless. Just watching her calmed me down about my fears of telling Mum. I watched her sleep for what felt like hours when in reality it was probably like ten minutes. Regretfully, I peeled myself away from her, careful not to wake her and went for a shower.
I had a quick shower, dressed and gathered my stuff down stairs. Effy's mum was going to pick me up at 5.30am to take me and Eff to the airport, so I had about 15 minutes to spare until they would arrive. We had decided on an early flight and that way would could arrive during the day and just have a lazy afternoon on our first day. I know it's like a little over a five hour flight, but it still knocks you around. Besides I was missing Mum a bit, although I'd never admit that to her in a million years.
I crept back upstairs to my room and leant down in front of a sleeping Emily on the bed. I know what I was going to do might scare her, but I really couldn't face saying goodbye to her. I knew we would both end up in tears and it would be hard on both of us, especially on Emily, watching me leave her behind. Careful not to wake her I kissed her forehead and whispered "I love you so much Emily and I am going to miss you every second I am away, but I hope you understand why I had to do this."
I stood up and quietly walked over to my desk and scribbled a note, leaving it on the bedside table and left the room to meet Effy and her mum outside. And believe me, I took every bit of courage to walk away from Emily without waking her to say goodbye, but I loved her so much and I couldn't bear to see her hurting as I left.
So...did you like this chapter?
Hopefully you did, because you may not like the next few...drama on the way...this is Naomily after all...
xx