Heather POV
"Heather, I love it."
I was so happy when I knew that Naya loved her present. As an actress she was very good at lying but she I could always see when she was not, from her eyes. Her eyes were always beautifully bright but when she loved something, they would get the extra sparkle that I could see know.
Her fingers delicately brushed along each charm as if she was trying to find the hidden meaning in each. She turned to me for an explanation and so I began.
With each explanation I picked up the appropriate charm. First was small hands with linked pinkies. "Well seeing as much as we want to, we're not going to be on Glee for the rest of our lives, I wanted a reminder of it. Not only is it one of the most amazing jobs a person could have, it's where I met you. You might believe in the whole 'fate has laid a hand' about our friendship but now I think it's much more important than that. Without Glee we would of never of got so close and I would never had met the love of my life." She squeezed my hand a placed a chaste kiss on the side of head.
I picked up the next one two dancers, intertwined in a move. "Is this to remind me of you?" she asked. I shook my head, "Actually this is for the first cast party Mark ever had." She looked confused, "The one where the police kicked everybody out, what happened then?" I gave her a moment before I knew that she had remembered, a look of surprise crossinPg her face. "It's not what you think, it's what happened before, not after the party." Now she looked even more confused. "When you walked out of your bedroom, I..I realised that I loved you, as much more than a friend. What stopped me after the party was not that I didn't love you or that I had a boyfriend, it was that you were drunk and I didn't want to get hurt. I was afraid and I'm sorry that I let it go because then this may have happened two years ago. She pulled me in fro a hug and whispered, so only I could hear, "I will never hurt you, ever."
Next was a unicorn with a rainbow above it. She laughed as I showed it to her, probably knowing what it was for, "For the texts?" I nodded this time, "Every evening for two years, save a few weeks in between, you sent me a good night text. Most times it was a quick sleep tight but you often wished me dreams full of rainbows and unicorns. Even if I was expecting it, it was much better than the snoring Taylor that was spread out in the middle of my bed."
The fourth charm wasn't a picture but a number, 17. "This is for a emotional but incredibly special day, when you finally stopped being such a baby." She laughed, "That's not how I remember it. It was more liked you finally decided to stop ignoring me and actually ask what was wrong." We could argue about this for a long time so I continued, "I'm just glad it happened. If that interviewer hadn't asked for you to come, or if I had never done the shoot in the first place, who knows what would have happened. We may not have talked until after the break. When Taylor had proposed I might of said yes." She nodded her head glumly, it was a worrying thought. "But I said no." That restored a smile to her face.
Lastly there was a simple star. "This is just commemorative of a happy time, our first date as a couple. After a painful experience with Taylor, the date was exactly what I needed and it couldn't have been anymore perfect. When we walked through the park on the way back and sat on the bench, looking up at the stars, it made me forgot about all the drama that had happened and just think about us."
When I finished I saw that Naya had a tear in her eye, when I went to comment on it I realized there was one in mine as well. Relieving all the good times had reminded us both of the worst. We had been through a lot to get to where we are now, relationship wise. It very easily might not have happened. If we hadn't been able to admit it to ourselves and then to one another, I would currently be in Arizona listening to my mum tell me how my career choice isn't a valid one and at the same time pretend that I'm still in love with Taylor. I'm not sure what Naya would be doing, maybe still with her parents, but I like to think that she wouldn't be as happy.
Under normal circumstances I would have captured her with a kiss but I sudden became of the presence of the rest of her family in the room. During my explanations, they had obviously tried to stay quite, trying to not interrupt the intimate moment between us but I didn't feel like subjecting them to one of our make-out sessions.
We had soon done unwrapping all our presents. The Riveras were sweet enough to give me a present; a photo album full of Naya's baby pictures. I made sure to hide it before Naya could try a steal it away. I now have forever blackmailing rights. Naya got me beautiful earrings and a necklace with half a heart. I hadn't even realised that she had been wearing the same necklace for the whole day. She explained the meaning behind, "We each have half the heart because without you I'm not complete." I knew Naya wasn't big on words so this explanation was very cute.
Soon we were all seated around the kitchen table. We had gone overboard with the food so it was set on the counter so that we would have enough room to sit around that table. We started by saying grace and when Yolanda mentioned, "Thank you for the people we are spending this Christmas with," I felt Naya's hand gently squeeze my thigh and I opened my eyes quickly so that I could give her a small smile. She returned it before closing her eyes again.
New Year's Eve and I had everything in place. Naya was going to the recording studio for a couple hours, Yolanda, George, Mychal and Nickayla would leave after breakfast when Naya had left, Dianna was going to come and help me get ready with Lea. Naya would come back and we would celebrate our first New Year together as a couple. It all seemed simple but I knew it was going to be anything but.
Naya and I had gotten to her house early because I was meant to be spending the day getting to know her parents. That was going to be hard since two of them were going to be 10,000ft up in the sky and the other tow, an hour's car journey away. "Heather I'll you later, bye everybody I'm going now." I randomly chose this moment to become a super spy and so as soon as I heard the sound of the door being closed shut I shouted, "Naya has left the building, I repeat Naya has left the building. Mission stations people, let's go."
I helped Mychal to carry the bags out of their rooms, before wishing them goodbye. Everybody but Yolanda had gotten in the car when she came up and gave me a big hug, "Look after her ok, when she tried to let you go it was heart-breaking for me to talk to her, she literally just cried into the phone. Seeing you together I don't have to tell you how much she loves you because I can see you feel the same way. That's why I don't have to ask you what your intentions are with my daughter because I can already see them. Enjoy tonight, you won't have many once you start working again and there will be people out there you are going to try and stop you but just be strong together." She pulled away when George beeped the horn and called to say that they were all ready to go. "Thank you Mrs.. Yolanda. Your acceptance is really important to me and I'm sure to Naya as well. Thank you for giving us this evening, we both really enjoyed having you here."
She sent me a smile as she climbed into the passenger seat in the front of their people carrier and I waved them off until they passed the corner. As soon as they had disappeared from view, Dianna pulled up. Perfect timing as always. I locked Naya's door behind me, making sure it was definitely shut, before jumping into the back seat of Di's car so we could go to my flat.
I opened to door to find it not too messy. I liked my space to be clean but Ashley was the complete opposite. She never put her plate in the dishwasher after meals or put her clothes in the hamper when she took them off. She said it was because she found things better when they were in a logical place. For her it made more sense for the clothes to be near her bed on the floor rather than in the closet. Though I loved Ashley, Naya's tidiness was another bonus to be moving in with her.
We spent the entire day getting the apartment ready. Cooking the food, laying the table and making the place romantic. I made them refrain from putting flower petals on the bed. I didn't want Naya to think that I only did this because I wanted her to sleep with me. I wanted our first time to be special, if that time was tonight that it would happen. I just wasn't planning on it.
When I saw it turn two, I immediately rushed Dianna and Lea out, pushing them through the back door, before driving my car back to Naya's place, I couldn't let her know what was happening quite yet. I managed to get back in the house before she arrived home. When she walked through the door, I did all I could to relax my breathing. Just talking to her family isn't meant to put me out of breath. "Hey babe, welcome back."
She came through the door, looked around- maybe searching for the sound of any of the rest of her family- before seating herself next to me. She placed a quick kiss on my cheek before just collapsing onto my lap. "Hard day." She just nodded and groaned for a response before using all her remaining energy to sit herself back up, "I never want to hear that stupid song ever again. Right now my brain is so fried that I can't even remember what I was singing, I just know that I sang it a lot."
Though I was concerned about Naya's tiredness, it was mainly for selfish reasons, "I hope you're fine to do something tonight, you know that it's New Year's Eve." She groaned again and I thought that she had forgotten, "I know, I just don't want to have the big going out thing with my family. I love them but I wish it was just the two of us having a romantic dinner at home." I grinned broadly, she really knew how to say exactly the right thing at the right time.
"I actually have a surprise for you honey, I'm not going to tell you anything specific except that almost all of what you said is about to come. Go upstairs, shower and change into something nice. I'll meet you here in 30 mins." She raised one eyebrow in confusion but proceeded to follow out my instructions. Heaving herself into her room before closing her door behind her. I walked quickly to the front door where my dress and shoes for the evening were. I was going to get changed at my place but I ran out of time.
Naya POV
I had no idea what Heather was planning but I decided to go along with it. I knew whatever it was, she was had spent a long time working it out and because of that, it was going to be amazing. I didn't know what to wear as Heather hadn't been very specific but since it was New Year's Eve, I decided to dress up. I laid out my favourite red dress on the bed (definitely Satan worthy), careful not to crease it as I am dreadful at ironing, before going into the bathroom to get ready.
I turned the knob in my shower, checking that the temperature was on hot, before waiting for it to heat up. Though my apartment wasn't big, I had splashed out on two things; my closet and my main bathroom. It was big in proportion to the rest of the flat with a wall-length mirror above the sink. A bath and a shower as well as my favourite part- my dressing table. When I had first bought it, I thought it would be too big but now every available surface was covered in make-up and other beauty tools.
When the water had warmed up, I peeled off the clothes that I had worn all day, chucked them in the hamper, before sliding through the glass door. The pulsating sensation of the jets of steaming water instantly relaxed me and my aching muscles. Singing in a booth is actually a lot harder that it looks. I wet my hair and shampooed it, letting my long tresses fall down my back as I massaged it into my scalp. I allowed myself time to mess around with my hair, doing what you have to do every time it is full with soap. After I had created the customary mohawk, as well as other less flattering hair styles, I turned the knob the other way, switching off the water, before delicately stepping out onto the cold, tiled floor.
With my hair in a towel, I applied my make-up, going slightly overboard on the mascara as I didn't know if I had time to put on false eyelashes. I kept it minimal since my dress was a bright colour and I was soon satisfied with how I looked. I pulled the towel off my head, shaking my hair out, before blow-drying it dry.
Stepping out of the bathroom, I slid myself into the dress, pulling the zipper closed, making sure not to catch my skin in it. I checked once final time in the mirror, making sure I didn't have anything in my teeth or that I had smudged my make-up and then slowly opened the door to see Heather sitting on the back of the sofa outside.
Heather POV
I made sure to get ready quickly so that I could experience what was happening right now. My favourite part of going out anywhere with Naya was the first time I saw her. That split second where my heart stopped and I lost my breath was amazing. It didn't matter how many times it happened, when she opened her bedroom door and stepped out I lost any train of thought and could only try and comprehend the flawless human being in front of me. It always brought me back to that first time I saw her, before Mark's party. Heather Elizabeth Morris, rendered speechless, since 2009.
She was wearing a figure-hugging red dress with a slit that ran dangerously high up her right leg, showing off her toned, tanned legs in the process. Her hair was down, encompassing her face as it dropped below her shoulders, flowing behind her as she walked. It shined as it caught the light making the dark black colour almost seem metallic. Her most amazing feature, in my opinion, was always her eyes. Though at first glance they looked a dark brown, if you stared deep into them, not too deep because it's really easy to get lost, you can see the shimmer. They both sparkled in the light and drew you in. If I could, I would spend hours just looking but Naya would probably find that kinda freaky.
I snapped myself out of my daze to walk over to Naya, grab her hand and lead us both out of the house. A taxi was waiting like I had asked and I decided to switch up their roles, opening up the door for Naya instead of the usual other way round, "Heather, look who's taking control," I tried to be cool but just ended up making Naya laugh. When I walked round the back of the cab and got in the other side Naya laid her head on my shoulder, whispering, "I'm just joking, I think it's very sweet." I immediately lost any anger that may have been building up and placed my hand on hers, gripping it tight.
We pulled up to my place and I walked quickly to the other side to open the door for her. She elegantly slid herself out of the sheet, still the vision of beauty that had gotten in the cab. I paid the cab driver, leaving a big tip as I always hated to see people working in the holidays, before taking Naya's hand again to lead her up the drive way. I turned the key slowly in the door, almost for getting something,
"Wait, before we go in you have to tie this around your eyes." She looked at the blindfold that I had pulled put of my pocket, "That's kinda kinky Heather." Without looking in the mirror, I could tell that I had turned a deep beetroot. "Once again baby, just joking, you need to relax, this isn't going to be fun if you are so tense." I tried to calm myself down but heavy breathing wasn't helping, "I'm sorry babe, give me a second." I went to try the heavy breathing again but it seems like Naya had other plans. Before I knew it she had crashed her lips on mine, knocking any air out of me and leaving completely unable to think about anything else. "Wha..What."
"Now you won't be able to think about anything else." She placed the blindfold over her eyes, "Ok, come on Heather, I'm completely at your peril." I snapped out of my haze long enough tolead my girlfriend into the apartment.
Naya POV
Despite stubbing my toes a few times, Heather led me carefully through her flat, seating me in her kitchen table- or so I presumed.
She lifted the blindfold from around my head before disappearing off. I looked around a saw that I had been right about the kitchen though it was different then I had ever seen it before. There was a white tablecloth over the table, a candle in the middle, rose petals scattered on it and soft music playing in the background.
"Your first course," I turned to see Heather returning with two plates. On each was a variety of sushi. "I didn't make the sushi myself so I promise it won't poison you." I laughed before taking her hand when she sat down, "You didn't have to do all of this." She looked disappointed, "I'm saying it's bad that you did, it's amazing but to me anything would have been perfect as long as you were there. Thank you." The smiled returned and I couldn't help but smile as well.
When we had both finished eating all the courses, that includes tacos and cookie dough ice cream, my favourites, Heather stood up and held out her hand, inviting me to dance with her. I placed my napkin on my seat before accepting her invitation.
Heather pulled me up quickly, catching me a close embrace, our faces pressed up together. The songs were slow, they didn't make the dancer have to rush. We both just happy to sway side to side, foreheads touching, connecting in the intimate with more than our heads.
With the song change, Heather spun me out and back in again so that my chin was resting on her left shoulder. The next one to come on was instantly recognised by both of us. I allowed myself to sing along softly, directly into my girlfriend's ear.
To you, I'll give the world
To you, I'll never be cold
Cause I know that when I with you, it's alright
I know it's right
I meant every word I was saying. I would do everything that I could to protect her.
And the Songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
I sung the last words as if I was telling Heather a secret, whispering them sweetly in her ear.
With another track change, I pulled away, wanting to be able to look into a crystal blue eyes. "I love you HeMo, there is no place I would rather be tonight than right here, with you. We've been through a lot but standing here right now makes it all worth it." She smiled at my confession, placing a passionate kiss on my lips to show that she agreed.
"I love you Nay, I've loved you from almost the first time I saw you and if someone has told me that we would be here, like this, celebrating the New Year, I wouldn't have believed them. You make me so happy." It was my turn to return the favour, placing another passionate kiss on her lips but this time we didn't separate, instead she continued my peppering light kisses on the side of my neck.
I was embarrassed at the satisfied moan that I let out because of the feeling of Heather's breath on my neck. I placed my hands on her cheeks, pulling her face up so that our lips could connect again. I placed my hands either side of her hips, trying to bring us even closer together. Moving my hands further up, I lightly dragged my fingers over her bare back, feeling her shiver with the touch. My hand reached for the zip of her dress.
"Naya..I'" Thinking that I had taken it to far, I immediately pulled away, already missing her touch. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken it any further." I went to sit back down but she grabbed my arm, pulling me back. "No, I didn't want you to stop, I just think out first time should be in the middle of our kitchen." She sent me a cheeky grin.
"Well then." I took her hand in mine and led her to the bedroom. Closing the door by pushing her up against it, my mouth immediately found its way to her neck. I was careful with not taking it too fast. I assumed it was a few of firsts for her,as well as me, first with a girl as well as first together so therwas no need to rush it.
She pulled me onto the bed and I was surprised at her forcefulness, maybe she had been looking forward to this as much as me. We were kissing, softly and passionately, my lips tingled every time they touched hers. This was a familiar feeling for me every time we kissed, but somehow this felt different. Every other time we had laid together kissing, I had known that we'd never take it any further because it would have been too soon but tonight I wanted to.
I decided that she was wearing way too many clothes for what we were about to do, my hand reached backto her zip but this time more confidently. It slid slowly of her toned body and she reached back to do the same to me. With both of us laying there, in only our underwear- our bras having been already added to the jumbled pile at the side of the bed, I had never felt more insecure. Every confident, cocky, collected thought immediately rushed out. "You're so beautiful Heather." My eyes scanning her long legs, defined abs and rounded boobs.
We both didn't feel the need to rush anything, taking the time to roam each others bodies, as if we were trying to discover something we never knew. However, the moment was getting more and more intense, "I need you baby." Heather moaned huskily in my ear. Her voice only helped towards to the growing heat that was building up in my centre. I was never one to deny Heather and so I slowly dragged my fingers down her body, teasing her. My hand toyed with the edge of her underwear before I slid it it down her legs, she arched her back up to help me and I could feel how wet she was
"Are you sure?" She nodded in reply and so I continued, starting with one finger, I gently slid it inside of her core. She let out a meek shout and her walls tensed around me, "You okay babe." She just nodded again, "Keep going, it was just surprise." I carried on slowly, forming a gentle rhythm while placing light kisses down her collarbone.
Soon she was releasing other noises, slow moans of pleasure. I took this as a sign that she had passed the surprise and entered another finger, moving both faster now. Her body was starting to writer beneath me. "Fuck Naya, I'm so close." I was surprised at the expletive that came out of her mouth. It wasn't often that I heard her swear. Continuing to pump, I leant in close to her ear, "Cum for me Heather." That was it took for her to come undone beneath me. Her breathing became uneven and her body limp. I let her down from her high slowly, placing chaste kisses on her swollen lips. She finally recovered, "Your turn Nay."
"Don't worry baby, we have plenty of time for that. We only have ten seconds for this." She looked confused, What is happening in ten seconds?" I pointed at the digital clock on her bedside table, it read 11:59:57.
3,2,1
"Happy New Year Heather." I pulled her in for a sweet kiss, the first of 2012.
"Happy New Year Nay, I love you."
"And, I love you."
A/N
Ok, this was probably one of the most difficult things I have ever writen, my first smut. Pleasetrellis me if it is awful! I have to admit that I had to write this with my back pressed again the wall in a corne so I was sure no-one could look over my shoulder.
I've decided that I'm going to be finishing this story shortly. Planning on 4 chapters plus the epilogue so get any reviews in before it is finished!