Last chapter :) Thank you to everyone that's been reading, and especially to those who reviewed, I say it all the time but I love reading your comments!
1. Sorry for any typo's! 2. This chapter's a bit more inclusive of the other characters, just wanted a bit of closure on a few things 3. Swearing! and violence! Cooks in it, explains everything lol. 3. I can never write 'proper' endings, they just come out super cheesy, so the ending might seem a bit sudden but, like I said, I suck at writing them. lol
Please let me know what you think, one last time! :')
Chapter Nine
"Ems, we can't stay in here all night." She laughed, Emily's lips tickling across her neck.
"Fine." The redhead pulled away and leant back on the opposite wall of the toilet stall. She reached down for her beer and took a sip, slowly licking her bottom lip after. "After you." She said in that husky voice of hers, gesturing towards the door, a devious smirk across her face. Clearly trying to convince Naomi otherwise.
Naomi stepped forward and placed her palms up on the wall on either side of Emily's head. She waited for Emily to falter first, to close the gap between their lips. But the redhead stayed defiant and just stared back, seemingly unfazed.
Naomi pressed her body on Emily's, pinning her against the wall, she smirked when she felt Emily hands on her back. Their mouths finally met, both giving in to one another at the same time.
"Jesus, I need to take you home right now." Emily groaned. Naomi laughed under breath, causing Emily to pull back slightly, "What's funny?"
"You." Naomi said, "You're such a horny little cow arn't you?"
Emily bit her lip, "You love it though." She teased, "Plus," She added, her hand moving under Naomi's shirt, "You're just as much of one as me." Naomi turned them round, flipping Emily onto the wall, kissing her deeply. Not giving a fuck about anything else, just concentrating on the feeling of this girls body beneath her hands, her lips on hers, her tongue. Oh the wonders she could do with that tongue. Emily spun them round again and moved away, Naomi opened her eyes, panting heavily, "Wha-"
"See." Emily smirked, quickly opening the door and walking out.
"You bitch!" Naomi laughed, frantically buttoning up her shirt before chasing after her.
"Come on, dance with me!" Emily asked holding out her hand. Naomi shot her an annoyed glance, still pretending to be in a huff about getting her all hot and bothered in the toilets and running out, "No." She said, folding her arms. Emily smiled, flashing Naomi her dimples. The blonde couldn't help but let out a little giggle. She shook her head, "I'm not nearly drunk enough anyways."
"Then drink the fuck up." Effy insisted sliding a shot along the table. Emily shrugged her shoulders skipped over to Pandora who was dancing by herself at the back of the crowd. Naomi smiled broadly as she saw them flinging their limbs around, jumping up and down to the music.
"Come on, drink up!" The brunette slurred, laughing into her....she didn't even know what drink this was, it smelled like pineapple though...She downed the rest of it.
"I'm happy for you two." Effy said, almost to herself.
Naomi downed a shot and laughed "Huh?"
"You two lovebirds. I'm glad you sorted your shit out." Effy looked down at the table, "Come on. We need more drinks." She stated, pulling Naomi up and over to the bar.
"I fucking love pissed you, you know." Naomi chuckled. Effy kissed her cheek and grinned.
"Why the fuck are you so cheerful tonight though?" Effy just smiled, she called the bartender over and ordered,
"Eight shots of vodka annnnnd.....four beers please!"
"Make that ten n an extra beer please mate." Freddie asked to the man behind the bar. "Hi." He said turning to Effy and Naomi.
"Oh, that's why." Naomi smirked.
"What?" He laughed.
"Nothing Freds." She smiled sweetly. They grabbed their drinks and went back to their seats.
"This place ain't half bad." Freddie said as he sat down, he looked over to Effy, "Cheers for inviting me." She half smiled at him,
"Effy's off to London tomorrow...." Naomi interjected, "So make the most of her while you can."
Effy smirked and shook her head in disbelief at the blonde.
"Er, thanks for the heads up." He laughed, "You lot are wankered arn't you, looks like I've got a bit of catching up to do." He smiled and reached over for two of the shots.
Cook came out of the toilet and sniffed hard, wiping his nose, making sure there wasn't any powder left around it. He leant on the bar and clenched his jaw when he saw Freddie sitting with Effy. He'd been at the club all night and Effy hadn't even acknowledged him once. He didn't really expect her to, he was planning on getting royally fucked and then confronting her. But now, now pretty boy was with her, so he didn't stand a chance. He ordered a pint and a double shot of whiskey, downing them both quickly.
"White wine please." He looked around, a tall skinny girl was stood next to him, he thought she looked a bit like Effy at first, but then again he had taken a ridiculous amount of narcotics tonight,
"Can I help you?" The girl said, seeing Cook eying her up.
"You sure can." He smirked. She tilted her head to one side,
"Ahh, British boy." She smiled, noticing his accent, "Help you with what?"
"You've got a fucking mint body you know" He said looking her up and down.
She laughed and picked up her drink from the bar, "I think this is the part where I'm meant to be offended and chuck my drink in your face." Cook push himself up off the bar and stood up straight,
"Okay....but, I was just stating the facts babe. You're a hottie." She giggled and took a sip of her drink,
"I don't think my boyfriend will appreciate you coming on to me."
"Fuck him." He smirked. She looked back at him and bit her lip,
"He's gonna come looking for me soon."
"Like I said, fuck him." He moved over closer to her and put his hand on her waist, "Shit, if you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't let you outta my sight, I sure as fuck wouldn't leave you alone at bars to get chatted up by fit blokes."
"You sure think highly of yourself." He leaned over and went to whisper something in her ear, but he felt a hand grip his shoulder spinning him around, the next thing he knew he was on the floor. He got up quickly and grabbed the collar of the man who was standing over him,
"What the fuck you prick." He spat.
"That's my fucking girlfriend." Another man from behind him grabbed Cook and dragged him outside.
"Cook?" Freddie shouted, Effy placed her hand on his arm,
"Freddie-"
"I can't leave him." He ran outside after them.
"Guy's please, whatever he's done, he's probably just out of his nut, just leave him yeah?" Freddie pleaded,
"Na, don't listen to him, come on you cunts!" The boyfriend slammed him against the brick wall and hit him hard in the stomach, Cook kneed him in the crotch and tackled the other man behind him, they both fell to the ground, punching and kicking out at each other on the floor. Emily looked over shocked, she was standing outside having a cigarette, the familiar voices catching her attention, she looked on horrified not knowing what to do.
"Fucking leave it mate." Freddie pushed the man off Cook and pulled him up from the floor.
"Fuck you." Cook spat, brushing his hands away from him, "I don't fucking need you."
"Tough shit. You got me." Freddie lost his balance as a fist connected with his jaw, it wasn't from Cook though,
"I've called the police, they're gonna be here any minute." Emily shouted, hoping she sounded convincing, debating or not whether to run inside and grab her phone.
"Pete let's just go, come on." The man's friend shouted, he looked at Cook one last time, then to his girlfriend who was stood in the club doorway,
"We're leaving." She quickly went over to them, looking over her shoulder once she'd passed Cook, sending him a half hearted attempt at an apologetic look as they briskly walked away down the road.
"You alright mate?" Freddie asked, Cook was bent over, resting his hands on his knees,
"Just leave it Freds." He said through deep breaths,
"But-"
"I'm fine," Cook stood up straight and held his arms out, "See? Fine." Freddie stood for a second making sure he really was okay. Once he was satisfied he just shock his head and walked back into the club.
Cook waited till Freddie went back inside before he sat down on the curb rubbing his jaw. He leant over to the side slightly and spat out blood that was in his mouth.
"Lovely." Emily quipped, grimacing at the sight of the blood.
"Come to av a good old laugh at my expense ay?" He said looking up at her.
"No." She said simply, passing him her bottle of beer. He took a few large swigs,
"Not gonna sink to my level, that it?"
"Something like that yeah." She sat down next to him.
"Then what? What do you want?" Emily frowned and snatched her beer back.
"You know, you can't keep being a prick all your life Cook," She said harshly, he looked down at the ground, "You'll just end up miserable and alone....like you are now." He scoffed,
"Some things are just meant to be Emsy. I'm meant to be a miserable fucker who ain't got no one. Just how it is, gotta accept it."
"You've got Freddie. JJ...." Cook sighed and shook his head,
"Everything I touch....it just turns to shit. They're better off without me."
"They don't seem to think so."
"Oh they do. They just pity the fuck out of me that's all." Emily looked down and bit her cheek, "See, like you. You know what a cunt I am, but you pitty me, 's why you're sittin' here." She didn't say anything, they both knew it was true.
"I'm sorry bout what I said the other night at that club, 'bout Naomi," He said quietly, "You're both top girls, you n blondie, I shouldn't of tried to fuck things up for yous. I know it don't make up for it but..."
"No. It doesn't." Emily said bluntly, "But thanks." He smiled slightly at her and stood up, taking his phone out to call for a cab.
"What the hell was that all about?" Naomi asked as Freddie sat down at the table.
"Just Cook bein' Cook." He sighed. Effy put her hand up to his face, pressing her fingers around the bruise on his cheekbone,
"Ow." He laughed,
"You alright?" She asked,
"I'll live." He smiled.
"I'm lovin' this place, it's flippin' great!" Pandora shouted, picking up a beer from the table. Naomi looked behind her, "Where's Em Panda?"
"I dunno." She shrugged, dancing back over to the large crowd of people.
Naomi felt something buzz against her leg, she looked down and pulled her phone out of her jacket,
"What?" She muttered confused, before realizing it was Emily's mobile. She smiled at the text on the screen.
Have a great summer honey. Sorry for being shit.
Katie and your dad had a talk with me earlier, made me realise I'm being a 'complete f-ing moron' (Katie's words not mine)
Maybe Naomi can come round for dinner sometime when you get back? I'd like to get to know her properly.
Love you loads.
Mum xx
She walked outside and down the steps, looking around for Emily. She spotted her helping Cook into a taxi. Emily shut the door and walked back towards the club, she looked up and smiled when she saw the blonde.
"I wondered where you'd got to." Naomi said walking over to her. She smiled and wrapped her hands around Naomi's waist, resting her head on her shoulder.
"Your Mum just texted you."
"Urgh, saying what?" Emily grumbled into Naomi's chest.
"She want's to get to know me, says I should come round for dinner...." Naomi handed Emily her phone,
"Fuck off she did." She chuckled. She went through her messages and found the one from her Mum.
"Told you." Naomi smiled. Emily stood up straight, her expression one of complete surprise,
"I....wow." She said,
"I guess she's not that much of a....what was it again? Giant fucking whore?" Naomi joked.
"Yeah I guess." Emily grinned, resting her head back on Naomi's shoulder again. They stayed silent for a few moments, arms wrapped round one-another, Naomi closed her eyes and rested her head on the top of Emily's, as the redhead nuzzled into her neck, their height difference making them fit perfectly together. Naomi always loved that about them.
"Dinner with the Fitches....." Emily said, breathing in through her teeth, "If you can survive that, you can survive anything." She joked.
"I'm sure it won't be that bad." Naomi laughed nervously.
"Yeah. They're all fucking crazy...but nice crazy. And now Mum's decided to stop being a such a twat, you've got nothing to worry about." Emily kissed Naomi on the cheek softly.
"If I can deal with Katie Fitch in full on bitch mode, I'm sure I can handle the rest of the in-laws." She laughed.
Emily closed her eyes, and chuckled, "Exactly."
Naomi kissed the top of her head and hugged her tightly.
"There you are! Bloomin' ''ell guys, you've got all summer together, it's our last night, get in here!" Panda shouted drunkenly,
"Yeah come on." Naomi chuckled, taking her hand, "We can have that dance." Emily grinned widely,
"Let's go then."
The End
(I might be tempted to write an epilogue/one-shot in the future with the Naomi/Fitch dinner but I'm not promising anything! If I do it won't be for a while anyways.)
Thanks again for reading!! :D
