Hi Mum! Hi Dad! Hi bitches! Here's the next chapter for you. I felt like I have been neglecting our favourite lesbians a bit lately, so this chapter and the next will be completely (or mostly) about them. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 21

Naomi:

"Jesus, Emily. That feels so good."

I woke up to the sensation of Emily sucking on my naked tits. After a long night of hot sex, Emily and I had finally drifted off to sleep, completely naked, the bed sheets still at our feet. It still amazed me that Emily and I were still able to take each other to new levels every time we had sex. After confessing my feelings to Emily last night, she seemed determined to rid me of every single insecurity I possessed. She spent hours making passionate love to me, repeating over and over how much she loved me and how much I meant to her until I had no choice but to believe her.

I felt Emily smile against my skin as she pulled a nipple in to her mouth and bit down on it softly.

"Fuck me." I gasped, arching my back and pushing my breasts further in to her face. One of her hands ran lightly over my ribs and began massaging the breast that wasn't covered by her lips. I moved my hand from where it lay on the pillow beside me and tangled it in Emily's hair. I massaged her scalp gently, my eyes still closed, as she moved over to my other tit. I ran my hand down her back and was surprised to feel that she was clothed. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was lying on her stomach adjacent to me, fully clothed. Jeans, t-shirt, even shoes.

"Why are you dressed?" I asked her, tugging on the bottom of her t-shirt and pulling it up a bit so that it exposed the utter perfection of her back.

"Because we're going out." She said, kissing up my chest and neck, making her way to my lips.

"Where?" I mumbled through the deep kiss that Emily had pulled me in to.

"Surprise."

I pulled Emily closer to me and went to roll us over so that she was underneath me. As I moved, I caught sight of the bedroom window. The curtain was closed but there was no light spilling around the edges like there normally is when I wake up.

"Emily, what time is it?" I asked, pulling my lips away from hers.

She hesitated for a second. "5:45."

"What the fuck? We've only been asleep for two hours! Why did you wake me up so early?"

"Because for this surprise to be worth it we need to leave early." She said sweetly, pushing me back over and kissing me lightly on the lips, immediately causing all my anger at being woken up at such an un-godly hour to disappear. Damn her and her manipulative ways.

We continued to kiss for a few minutes, Emily on top of me, resting between my naked thighs. She grinded her hips in to me occasionally, the feel of her denim jeans against me making me ridiculously hot. I pulled her top up a bit higher so that I could see her bra-clad breasts. I bit down on her tit through the material of her bra, causing her to groan and grind her hips in to me again.

"You're wearing too much." I said, reaching my hands behind her and undoing the clasp on her bra.

"Naoms, stop." She gasped. Pulling away from me a little.

"No." I said, pulling her closer again and kissing her neck as I tried to pull her t-shirt and bra off. She wasn't cooperating though.

"Naoms, we don't have time. We'll be late. We're leaving in half an hour and you need to take a shower still."

"Are you saying I smell?" I asked.

"Honestly, yeah. You really need a shower." She said. I opened my mouth in shock and looked at her, pretending to be offended. "But after last night," she continued, nibbling lightly on my lower lip, "I don't really blame you for getting all hot and sweaty." She raised an eyebrow at me and moved close so that her lips were almost touching mine. I could feel her hot breath on me and moved closer to kiss her, but as soon as my lips brushed against hers she pulled away, smirking sexily down at me. I leant forward and tried to catch her lips in mine, but she pulled away again and sat up, and then climbed off the bed.

"Hey! You can't just be all sexy like that and then suddenly go frigid on my arse!" I said, climbing out of bed. I took a step toward her and pulled her close to me before she could dodge me. She laughed as I placed quick, playful kisses all over her face.

I felt Emily reach behind her, but before I could see what she was doing, she had grabbed a cushion off the sofa that stood in the corner of our room and decked me over the head with it.

"You're going to pay for that, Fitch!" I said, picking her up and tossing her on to the bed. I jumped on top of her and started tickling her stomach; the place I knew always got her.

She begged me to stop between laughing and squeals, but I refused. I pulled up her t-shirt and blew a raspberry on her stomach, causing her to laugh even more.

Finally I collapsed beside her, both of us breathless from laughing so much. Emily crawled on top of me and pinned my hands up above my head. I saw her eyes flick down to my chest and I pushed my tits out slightly so that I knew they would grab her attention. They did. I saw her lick her lips and her pupils dilate slightly.

"Like what you see babe?" I said.

"Jesus, this is getting nowhere." She said. "We have to leave in 18 minutes and you still haven't had a shower."

She climbed off me and stood up. "You go have a shower, I need to find my phone and message Katie. She and Cook never came home last night and I need to let her know our plans." She crossed to the door and turned back to look at me just before she left the room.

"Naomi, get up. You need to get ready now or we'll be late, and we can't be late."

"Late for what?" I asked. I loved it when Emily made surprise plans for us, but I hated waiting to find out what they were.

"Not telling."

"Please?"

"Nope. Now go have a shower."

"Join me?" I asked.

"We don't have time for that." She said, starting to sound frustrated, but I knew it was still in good fun. "Just go have a shower, the sooner you are ready, the sooner you will find out what the surprise is."

"But I don't even know if I will like the surprise. Why bother having a shower and getting ready when I might not even like it?"

"Fucking hell. Will you be quicker if I agree to have a shower with you?" she said, finally giving in. I smiled and nodded at her. "Fine!" she said, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the bathroom. "But it's just a shower! No funny business, Campbell!"

"Whatever you say, Fitch." I agreed.

Emily ran the water and stripped off her clothes while she water for the water to warm up. I stood there watching as her clothes quickly disappeared and she was naked before me.

"Stop perving and get in." She said. I stepped in to the shower and she followed me, closing the shower curtain behind her.

Emily washed me, at my insistence, and I managed to steal a few good kisses and plenty of good looks at her wet body. This was so much better than showering by myself, even if Emily was turning off the taps far before I wanted our shower to be over.

Emily threw me a towel, grabbed one for herself and we began to dry ourselves off. Emily was dry, re-dressed, hair and makeup done and ready to leave the bathroom long before I had finished even drying myself off. "Jesus, Naomi, how long does it take to get dry?"

"I like to make sure I'm completely dry before I get dressed." I explained.

"Whatever. I'm going to go and make us some breakfast. You hurry up and get dressed and then come down to the kitchen." She left the bathroom and left me sitting on the edge of the bath, drying my legs slowly.

Once I was dry I threw my hair up in to a messy ponytail and put on a little bit of makeup. I went back to our room and looked in the wardrobe, trying to decide what to wear. Since I had no idea what Emily was planning, I had no idea what to wear. Since Emily was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, I decided my best option was to go with that as well. I pulled on my favourite black skinny jeans and my pig shirt, just to tease Emily. I knew she always got turned on when I wore that. It made her remember our first time at the lake. I pulled on my Chuck Taylors, put on a gray hoodie, zipped it up and left the bedroom, passing Emily on the stairs.

"Your breakfast is on the table." She said, walking right past me and in to the bedroom. I went to the kitchen and saw a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal waiting for me, the carton of milk and a spoon next to it. I smiled as I sat down and added the milk to my cereal. Normally I hated it when people treated me like a kid, but when Emily did it I loved it. I loved that she liked taking care of me. I finished my breakfast and coffee and was about to join Emily in the bedroom when she came down the stairs. She passed me my phone that she had brought downstairs for me and I slipped it in to my back pocket.

"What's with the bag?" I asked, indicating to the overnight bag that Emily had slung over one shoulder.

"It's all part of the surprise." She said. "You ready to go?"

"Yep, I just have to grab my wallet and keys and stuff."

"I've already got your wallet." She said, patting her handbag that was slung over her other shoulder. "And you don't need your keys coz I've got mine."

I followed Emily out the front door, and was surprised to see my Mum's car parked out the front, Mum waving at us like a loon from the driver's seat.

"Ems, why the fuck is my Mum here?"

"I called her and asked her to give us a ride."

"A ride to where?"

Emily gave me a look and I got the point. "Right, it's a surprise, got it."

Emily hopped in the back seat, leaving the front for me. Mum set off down the street, while she and Emily chatted. I spent the whole time looking out the windows, trying to figure out where we might be going, but I had no idea. Before I knew it, Mum pulled in to the train station. She stopped the car and Emily leant over her seat, pecking Mum on the cheek. "Thanks Mum." She said. "See you."

"Bye love." My Mum replied. "Goodbye Naomi."

"Where is she taking me?" I asked Mum.

"You'll find out soon enough. Have fun." Mum answered, putting out her cheek for me to give her a kiss as well.

I just hook my head at her, letting her know I was annoyed that she wouldn't tell me and hopped out the car to the sound of her laughing at me.

"London? You're seriously taking me to London?" I asked Emily a few minutes later, as we sat on the train. We had found an empty compartment and we were sitting opposite each other.

"Yep."

"Why?"

"I thought it would be nice… Why? Do you not want to go? We don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I want to go. I'm just surprised."

"Yeah, well that is kind of the point. That's why it's called a surprise." Emily said, slowly as if I were dumb.

I poked my tongue out at her and moved to sit next to her. I placed a soft lingering kiss on her cheek. "Thank you." I whispered in her ear.

She turned her head to look at me and she kissed me on the lips, gently but tenderly.

"You're welcome." She said.

I moved over on the seat and lay down along the length of it, resting my head in Emily's lap. She automatically started playing with my hair, twisting it around her fingers and untangling the knots.

"How are you feeling after last night?" She asked me.

"Well I'm a bit sore, to be honest. I didn't know you had it in you Hun." I said, winking up at her.

Emily laughed and slapped me playfully on the arm. "That's not what I meant, and you know it."

"I'm okay." I said, "I don't really know what was up last night. Just a long day I guess. Was a little bit emotional." I explained.

"A little bit emotional?"

"Okay, a lot emotional." I admitted.

"That kind of stuff doesn't just come out of nowhere though, Naoms, you must have been thinking that stuff for a while."

"I guess it has sort of been in the back of my mind for a while, last night it all just came up to the surface."

"You should have talked to me about it. I mean I know you did last night, but you should have brought it up before then."

"I don't like talking about that stuff." I told her.

"Why not?" Emily asked me.

"It's just stupid stuff. I don't want to burden you with my shit when it doesn't even matter."

"It does matter though." Emily said, "It matters a lot."

I didn't say anything and Emily knew I didn't believe her. "It does, Naoms. Last time we didn't talk to each other about how we were feeling we ended up fucking everything up. I don't want that to happen again."

I sat up straight and looked Emily in the eye. "Emily, I will never do that to you again. I promise you. The last thing I want to do is hurt you again. You have to believe that." I told her.

"I do know that, that's not what I meant." Emily said, kissing me and gently pushing me back down to lie in her lap. "I know you'll never do that again, but if we don't talk about how we are feeling things will just get fucked up in some other way."

I nodded.

"So this is the part where you talk to me about how you're feeling, Naomi." Emily said.

"Do I have to?" I asked. I really fucking hate talking about my feelings.

Emily nodded.

"If I talk to you will you tell me your plans for London?" I asked.

"Okay."

"Really?" I asked, shocked. I was expecting her to say no.

"If it'll make you talk, yeah."

"Okay… I don't really know where to start though…" I said.

"How come when my Mum said you could never make a difference you believed her?" Emily asked.

"Everyone doubts themselves sometimes. I guess it was something I was already kind of thinking, so when your Mum said it, it just confirmed what I already knew."

"Gina Campbell's daughter thinks she can't make a difference? Don't let your mother hear that."

"I'm not my Mum, Em."

"I know you're not, but you're more like her than you realise."

I didn't say anything, just thought about what Em was saying.

"Naomi, if something matters to you; if you care about something, then you can always make a difference. Even if you don't completely fix something, you can still make a difference. Even if you only make a difference for one person, you have still made a difference."

"Making a difference for one person isn't exactly what I had in mind, Ems." I said.

"I wasn't finished." She said, "I was going to say that I really believe that you will make a difference for a lot of people. You are one of the most caring and determined people I know. I have absolutely no doubt that you will make a huge difference one day. I'm pretty sure that in 60 years me and you will be sitting in our rocking chairs in the nursing home saying, 'remember that time when you solved the problem of global warming?' or, 'remember when you cured world hunger?'"

I laughed at Emily's old lady imitation.

"Thanks, Em, but I think you're exaggerating a bit there."

"I don't care. I know you, Naomi. I know that if you set your mind to something you can do anything you want. You are an amazing person. I know something big is gonna happen in your future. I don't know what exactly, but I don't want you to give up on your dreams, just because you think it might not end up happening. I'm not going to let you give up on that. Your passion and concern and kindness for other people is one of the things I love most about you, and I'm never going to let you lose that. I'll spend every day of the rest of my life reminding you of that if it'll make a difference."

I rolled on to my side and wrapped my arms around Emily's hips, burying my face in her stomach.

"Thank you." I said. That was all I needed to say.

Emily leant forward and kissed my head before playing with my hair again.

We were quiet for a few minutes before Emily asked me another question. "Why did you say last night that I could do better than you?"

I didn't say anything, just hugged Emily tighter. This was the part I didn't want to talk about. I didn't know how to explain this to her.

"Naomi?"

I released my grip on Emily and rolled over so that I was facing away from Emily, to the seat opposite us.

"If I talk to you about this you need to promise not to take it the wrong way, okay? Because I love you so much and I don't want you to think that I don't want to be with you because some things that I say might sound like that, but that's not what I mean. I love you more than anything and I never want to be apart from you, so just remember that while I'm talking, okay?"

"Okay." I heard Emily say.

"Right… Well I guess… Fuck, this is hard to explain."

"Naomi, you can talk to me about anything. I promise not to get offended or to take things the wrong way. I just want to know what you're thinking. Exactly what you're thinking."

"Okay." I took a deep breath. "I sometimes feel like we just want completely different things."

"What? That's stu-"

"Don't say it's stupid." I said, cutting her off. "It's not stupid, I think about it a lot."

"Sorry," Emily apologised. "I won't interrupt again."

"So I sometimes we feel like we want different things. And I feel like I'm just going to hold you back form what you want. I know that you want to travel all over the world. And I loved travelling to Goa with you. But as much as I loved that, and as much I hate Bristol sometimes, it's my home. And it's where I want to stay. I'm not saying I never want to travel at all. But at the moment I just want to get my degree and start working. Start making a difference. Don't get me wrong; I'm not going to be some crazy workaholic… I still want to take holidays with you, and take my weekends off and have a family with you. I just don't know if I can take years off at a time to go travelling. It's just not who I am."

"I know that Naoms, I've accepted that."

"Ems, please just let me explain."

Emily didn't say anything. I knew she wasn't annoyed, she was just showing me that she wasn't going to talk anymore.

"Thank you. Emily, I know you've accepted that. But I don't want you to just accept that. I want it to be what you want as well. But I know that it's not what you want. You're just doing it because if you're with me, that's the deal. So sometimes I just think that if we weren't together you could move on. You could find someone that wants to travel all over the world with you. Someone that your family loves. Someone that wants all the same things as you so that you wouldn't have to keep compromising. I can't give up what I want. I know it's selfish, but I can't be the one to compromise. And it's not fair to expect you to compromise either. But I want you to be happy, and I worry that if I keep you stuck in Bristol with me that you won't be. And you don't deserve that. You need to be happy. I need you to be happy."

"Naomi, I know I said that I wouldn't interrupt again, but I need to stop you there." Emily said, pulling me up from where I lay so that I was sitting next to her. She cupped my cheeks and turned my face so that I was looking at her. She brought her face close to mine so that we were only inches apart.

"Naomi, I love you. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone and more than I ever could love anyone. You are my future, Naomi. I don't want a future without you. Staying in Bristol is not a compromise for me. It's my ultimate dream. Yes, I would love to do some travelling. But I could go to every country in the world, see every sight there is to see, and that would never measure up to how amazing it would be to just live with you. I would rather live just one year with you than 50 years without you. One morning waking up to your face would be more beautiful than a million sunrises. If this trip to London is the last trip we ever have together that would be enough for me.

"I could never be as happy with someone else as I am when I'm with you. You are a part of me now. When you're not there, even if it's just eight hours while you're at work, I feel like a part of me is missing. I know that sounds like a fucking cliché, but it's true. Without you, there is no me. I don't ever want you to leave me. You can't ever leave me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I need to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to go through uni together. I want to get our own house in Bristol. I want to have kids with you. I don't mind how we have them, but I want to have a family with you. I want to hear our kids calling you Mummy. I want to tuck them in to bed and read them stories. And I want them to be ours. I want to journey with you as we grow up – as our kids grow up. I want to help you change the world. I want to see our kids off to university and watch them get married and have kids of their own. I want to grow old with you. I want to spend every single minute, of every hour, of every day, of every week, of every month, of every year with you for the rest of my life. As long as we are together I will always be happy."

We both had tears running down our cheeks now. I pulled Emily toward me and we sat on the seat, just hugging for a long time. We didn't need to say or do anything, we just sat together.

After a while Emily pulled her i-pod out of her handbag and gave us an earphone each. I put one in my ear and she put the other in hers. She rested her head on my shoulder and I rested my head on top of her head. Emily scrolled through her music until she finally settled on a song.

I heard the music begin to play. I didn't recognise the song.

If you fall asleep down by the water, Baby I'll carry you all the way home.

I liked this song already.

Everybody's gotta love someone, but I just wanna love you, dear.

Everybody's gotta feel something. I just wanna be with you my dear.

I know it's hard. I know it's hard. I know it's hard to be in this position.

If they stop loving you, I won't stop loving you.

If they stop needing you, I'll still need you my dear.

If you fall asleep down by the water, Baby I'll carry you all the way home.

Emily took my hand and intertwined out fingers. I kissed her on top of her head, knowing that she picked this song for us to listen to because it meant something to her.

You've gotta believe me when I say, when I say the word forever.

And whatever comes your way; oh we'll still be here together.

I know it's hard. I know it's hard. But I understand you, just take my hand.

I took the i-pod from Emily and looked at what the song was. It had suddenly become one of my all-time favourites. It was called Down by the Water, by The Drums. I flicked back to the playlist she had got it from. All the good ones, it was called. I flicked through the playlist and put on another song. The Luckiest, by Ben Folds.

"What is this playlist, Ems?" I asked her, curious as to why she thought these songs were all the good ones.

"They are all the ones that remind me of us." She explained. "Mostly they are just songs that remind me of they way I feel about you, but some remind me of a specific time we shared, or how I felt about a particular moment."

"Will you explain some of them to me?" I asked.

"Well the ones you just played, Down by the Water and The Luckiest, are both just songs that describe how I feel about you." I smiled that the beautiful lyrics that we had listened to was how she felt about me.

"But then I have some stuff like The Fear by Lily Allen, because that was-"

"Because that was the song playing at Panda's birthday when we kissed." I finished for her.

Emily smiled, looking slightly surprised that I remembered.

"Yeah."

"Can you tell me about some more?"

Emily took the i-pod and flicked to another song. The Special Two – Missy Higgins.

"This one is about how I felt last year when we weren't talking. Even though we were fighting and hating each other, deep down I still loved you more than anything and knew that I could never love anyone like I love you. I said on that rooftop that we were special. And I meant it. We are special. I felt like this song was written about us."

Emily flicked to Somewhere Only We Know by Keane. I had a feeling I knew what this one was about.

"This one reminds me of the lake." Emily said. I knew it.

"There's not really much to say about it. This song just reminds me of it."

We spent the rest of the journey going through Emily's music. Sometimes she explained the song to me. Sometimes I could figure it out for myself. Sometimes I didn't want it to be explained. I was happy just knowing that it meant something to Emily and that I didn't always need to understand why.

Before I knew it, we were pulling in to the station in London. I pulled the i-pod out of my ear and stood up.

"So, Ems, what's the plan?" I asked her.

"We get a taxi to the hotel, and then I take you around London." She said.

"A hotel?"

"Yep. We're staying here overnight. Hence the overnight bag. I have tickets back to Bristol for four o'clock tomorrow afternoon. And we have a lot to do between now and then, so lets go."

The Drums are one of my favourite bands. If you don't know them, check them out. They're brilliant.

Hope that was good for you. The rest of the London trip will continue next chapter, which will hopefully be up sometime soon.

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