Title: Right kind of wrong – Chapter 11
Author: kreia03
Rating: M
Warnings: Some swear words and massive loads of fluff.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skins. I just wish I do. I seriously need a genie.
Summary: Aftermath of the confession.
A/N: Not beta'd so mistakes are purely mine. Thanks for all the comments! They really do keep me going!
The bright sunlight burst into the window, dancing its way through the curtains, hitting Emily's still shut eyes. The red head stirred and fluttered her eyes open, letting out a small yawn as the memory of what had occurred last night came deluging her mind. She smiled at the sentiment, her gaze instantaneously flicking to the other side of the bed. She frowned upon finding it empty and bolted right up, racking her brains hard just to remember if she did something utterly ridiculous last night, enough to send Naomi running away again. She bit her lip as she recalled what occurred, her thoughts lingering on Naomi's confession and their first kiss. Ignoring the sudden blush that tainted her cheeks, she delved into her thoughts deeper, searching for things she might have done or words she might have said by any chance. As far as she knew, all the walls were down last night, their evasiveness to each other long gone. And also she knew that she had hardly spoken, for she chose to just show Naomi everything she'd been meaning to say. Her heart sank as her own realization dawned over her. Maybe Naomi didn't mean what she said last night, maybe she wasn't being serious at all. Maybe, maybe –
"Hey!" Emily jumped at the cheery sound of the blonde's voice, breaking her reverie. Naomi's head popped up on the side of the bed. She looked like she was searching for something on the floor. "Looking for me?" She asked, noticing the sudden worry mirrored by Emily's brown eyes. She propped on the bed, leaning on her bent arms.
The red head shyly nodded, suddenly feeling like a total twat for even dwelling at the thought that Naomi left her alone. "What are you doing there?"
"I'm looking for my phone. I really need to make a call."
"Where did you put it then?"
"I think it's on the pocket of my jeans, but I can't find it here. Though, I'm pretty sure someone yanked my jeans away. I just hope they know where they threw it." Naomi bantered, eyeing Emily with a playful glare. "You sure you didn't throw it out the window?" She added with a smirk.
The red head playfully slapped Naomi in the arm. "Why would I throw it out?"
"I don't know. Maybe you wanted to see me on my knickers all the time?" Naomi spoke smugly.
"No. I'd rather see you naked."
"Perv."
Emily stuck out her tongue, leading the blonde into a laugh. "Oh, there it is." She lifted her hand and pointed at Naomi's pants sprawled on the corner of the room.
"Good find. Thanks." Naomi mouthed, an impressed smile shaping on her lips. She stood up and walked a few steps forward, but abruptly retreated back as if she had forgotten something.
"Good morning by the way." She greeted with a beaming smile before stooping down to grant Emily a soft, chaste kiss.
Smiling at the kiss, the red head replied. "Good morning." She watched as Naomi made her way to her sprawled jeans, only to go back to her and kiss her again.
"You'll never make it to your jeans." She rolled her eyes, yet, enjoyed the warm, fuzzy feeling settling at her stomach at the same time. "It's just at the corner."
Naomi pouted and muttered "Fine." under her breath. "One more?" She asked later on, batting her eyelids.
"Naomi!" Emily giggled. "It's just a few steps away."
The blonde's eyes flickered between her jeans and a giggling Emily, biting her bottom lip like she was contemplating about something she needed to decide about immediately. "Fuck that phone call." She blurted out, launching herself towards Emily, her lips claiming the red head's in a sweet, feverish kiss.
For the record, this was the best morning Naomi had ever woken up to.
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"Nai." Emily called out, her voice muffled as she was nuzzled on the crook of Naomi's neck.
"Yeah?" The blonde answered, smiling at her new found nickname.
"I've been wondering."
"What?" Naomi propped on her elbow, her head resting on her opened palm, her other hand gripping Emily's waist tighter, pulling her even closer.
Emily smiled at the gesture. "Whose house is this?"
"It's my grandmother's. I actually grew up here."
"Oh." The red head muttered. "No wonder you know your way around."
"My parents died in a car accident. Since then, it's my grandmother who took care of me. When she died, I left this town."
"I'm sorry."
Naomi smiled and leaned in to give the red head a peck on the lips. "It's alright. It was ages ago." She paused. "My grandmother's wish was to keep the house clean as always. So I hired somebody to clean it weekly. She adored this house."
Emily wrapped her hands around Naomi's neck and pulled her closer, Naomi's forehead resting against hers. "That was really sweet."
Naomi let out a shrug. "You think?"
Emily answered with a nod. "And for that you get a reward." She added, her voice so husky that Naomi found her throat already running dry.
"I would love to have that now." She chuckled. "But I really need to make a call." Naomi rolled her eyes as Emily burst into a fit of giggles.
As she was finally able to tear herself away from Emily, albeit regretting every second of it, Naomi had managed to pick her jeans up and retrieved her mobile phone. Dialing JJ's number, she made her way back to the bed and slumped beside the red head, her free hand catching her chin as she propped on her elbow to get a better view of Emily. Her fingers tapped along her cheek as she waited for the brown haired boy to pick up.
"Naomi?"
"Hey J." She greeted, also offering a smile to Emily who reached out and played with a lock of her hair. "Listen, I need you to do something for me."
"What's that?" The boy replied on the other line.
"Remember Katie? Emily's twin?" She asked, feeling the red head froze at her words. She then took Emily's hand, interlacing it with hers, giving it a tight squeeze to keep her calm.
"Yeah? What about her?"
"I need you to take her J and keep her safe."
"Oh, that's already done." JJ replied with a sense of smugness.
"Really?" Naomi cried in disbelief.
"Yes. After you left to rescue Emily, I figured her twin might be in danger too. Luckily, I saw her walking outside. She probably was looking for her sister, so I seized the moment and brought her here in the house."
"Wow JJ! What can I say?" She replied, impressed by the boy's advanced thinking. "I take it she's safe then?"
"She is, in fact. Although she wouldn't believe anything I say."
"What do you mean?"
"I told her she was in danger but she wouldn't believe me. She thinks I'm a fucked up pervert who wants to get it on with her."
Naomi snorted and laughed. "She does?"
"Yes. She keeps hitting me in the head with a magazine whenever I try to come near her. I think I'm having numerous lumps by now." And as if to prove his point, Katie's loud voice echoed on the receiver.
"You fucking mong! Let me go!"
Naomi's laugh grew louder. "Hang on J." She paused and turned to Emily, who was still confused with the flow of the conversation. "Em, can you talk to your sister? JJ's having problems with her."
The red head nodded. As they both sat upright, she took the phone from Naomi's hand and brought it to her ears, wincing at the sound of Katie's sharp screams echoing on the background. "Hello JJ?"
"Oh hey! Is this Emily? Ouch!" JJ exclaimed, taking another blow from Katie.
"Is that Emily?" The red head heard her older twin spoke. "JJ, give her the phone." She then instructed.
"Where the fuck are you bitch?!" Emily flinched at her twin's loud, shrill voice.
"I'm fine Katie. Stop hurting JJ, will you?" She replied sourly.
"Do you even know this mong?"
"Katie, he's there to help alright? So, please at least be nice. And he's telling you truth."
"So you really are in danger?" Katie asked, her voice turning cold with fear and worry.
"Yes I am, and so are you." She paused. "Just trust him Katie. Okay?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I am." Emily replied.
"Are you being safe?"
"Yes Katie. Naomi's here to protect me." She turned and smiled at the blonde, who in exchange planted a kiss on her shoulder.
Katie paused for a moment before answering. "Alright Em. Just be safe. Promise me."
"I promise. You too alright?" She replied. "Now give the phone back to JJ." She spoke upon hearing her twin's answer.
"Hey Emily." JJ greeted.
"Hey. Thanks for putting up with Katie."
"It's alright. Your sister's just surprised and worried. I understand." JJ answered with a hint of smile in his voice. "Oh, sorry, I have to go now. Apparently, Katie broke my lamp. I gotta go fix that."
"I'm sorry about that JJ. I'll pay you when I get back." Emily replied apologetically, making a mental note to herself that she needed to have a word with her twin.
"No, no. It's no big deal. Right, I'm off. Have a nice day."
Emily handed the phone back to Naomi as soon as the line went dead. "Katie broke JJ's lamp."
Naomi let out a loud laugh. "She did? I hope it's not JJ's favorite."
"You and JJ have known each other for a long time?"
"Pretty much. He's the only person I trust."
A sad smile crawled at Emily's lips. "What about me?"
Naomi lifted her hand, cupping Emily's cheek. Slowly, she inched closer, planting a soft, feverish kiss on the red head's warm lips. "Will that be enough for an answer?"
Emily bit her lip, stifling a smile. "Yeah."
"Now for that reward." Emily let out a loud squeal as Naomi pushed her back to the bed.
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Checking herself at the mirror, Emily let out a soft giggle upon seeing fully the shirt she was wearing.
"Oi! What are you laughing at? That's my favorite shirt!" Naomi cried, jabbing a finger on Emily's rib.
"I wasn't laughing!" Emily let out a squeal, feeling another jab from Naomi's finger. "It's cute really."
"It definitely is. Pigs are cute. And that pig shirt is the cutest."
Emily snorted. "Right."
"Are you making fun of it?"
"No. I wasn't." Emily bit her lip, desperately trying to stifle her laughter.
"You better not Fitch, or you won't like it." The blonde warned. Taking Emily's hand, she pulled her towards the door. "C'mon. Let's go grab something to eat and buy some decent clothes too."
Heading down the street, the two spent the whole afternoon eating and shopping for clothes. Upon finishing, Naomi led Emily to the park she had been the other day. They found a good spot under a tree where the setting sun could be seen at its best view. The blonde dropped all the paper bags and lay on the ground, motioning to Emily to lie beside her. She could feel the grass sinking at Emily's weight, her arm extending, to wrap it around the red head's shoulder. She pulled her close, Emily settling at the crook of Naomi's neck. Together, they watched the setting sun in silence. A silence that was magical in sense, no one daring to speak, both of them too afraid to break the wondrous moment. And as the sun completely disappeared and darkness took over, a set of colorful, dancing lights were launched across the sky. Lights that created sparkling, wonderful colors, filling the once dark sky.
"Naomi, look!" Emily giggled and pointed towards the sky. "Fireworks! Beautiful, aren't they?"
The blonde turned her head, her gaze falling on Emily's brown eyes, the sparkling lights mirrored in them. She smiled. "Yeah."
Turning her gaze back to the lighted sky, she felt a sudden surge of assurance. It was as if the fireworks were telling her that in every dark sky, there will always be light.
