Hey all - here is part three - i will post 4 soon - thanks for the lovely reviews :) keep them coming! also - the rest of the fic is from alternating perspectives (or at least not as segregated as the intro was) - thanks for reading! again - i don't own em.
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"Having fun?" Naomi asked Emily, her tone cold.
Before the girl could reply, Cook jumped in. "Oi, bugger off yea, we're busy! Emily was about to get a taste of the cookie monster."
"Was she now?" Though Naomi was addressing Cook, her eyes hadn't left the red-head's and Emily was struggling to make sense of the situation. She's here.
"Naomi," Emily said again. That seemed to be the only thing she could say. Maybe drinking so much wasn't such a great idea… She'd only wanted to forget. But now, seeing her, hearing her, feeling her, she couldn't help but remember.
"Naomi, no. We were only dancing." Emily started to explain.
"Really, Emily? Do you let everyone you dance with grab your tits?" Naomi knew she wasn't being fair, but she couldn't help the emotions Emily brought out in her. Jeez Naomi, you're the one ignoring her! You're the one running scared! You have no claim on her.
Emily didn't like the painful expression on the taller girl's face. Looking down, she noticed with a small smile that when Naomi had grabbed her hand to drag her away from Cook, their fingers had entwined unconsciously. And she's not pulled away yet. That must be a good sign, right? Emily started to move her thumb gently against Naomi's hand. Still, the girl didn't pull away. Emily relaxed a little, finding hope that it would be alright.
Gaining confidence, but speaking softly enough that only the blonde could hear, she replied "Why don't you dance with me and find out then yea?"
Emily saw something flash in Naomi's eyes but was soon blocked by Cook stepping between them. Fucking Cook! Get out of the way! What was that look? Anger, shock, want? What!?
Naomi was, for once, thankful for Cook's presence as it allowed her to dodge the red head's proposal. Wasn't exactly expecting that now were you? She thought to herself. I should have remembered that Emily + alcohol = feisty Ems.
Cook spoke loudly so both girls could hear him over the music, "Ok Naomi, you can join us then. It's my fucking lucky day! This'll knock off #1 & #3 on my to-do list." Mistaking Naomi's distracted look at Emily's remark as interest in his statement; Cook went on to shout his explanation, throwing his hands in the air: "#1 - Threesome and #3 - Lesbiaaaannnnnnss!"
Cook placed his hands on Naomi's hips and started to dance between them when he felt a hard smack to the back of his head. "Hey! What was that for?!"
Naomi chuckled inwardly at Emily's outburst, doing what she herself had wanted to do only moments before. She watched Cook rub the small welt forming at the base of his skull. As he moved his head to turn towards Emily, Naomi saw the fierceness of her glare. She could only liken it to a lioness protecting her cubs and the blonde felt goose bumps form on her arms. That look, for me? Wow…
"Piss off, Cook." Emily said forcefully between clenched teeth. He got the message after looking back at Naomi and seeing her agreement. Grabbing the bottle Emily was still holding as he left the dance floor, he shouted "Fine, but I'm taking this! Fucking girls. Crazy."
Noticing the dazed look in the blonde's eyes and thinking she was still angry at her, Emily tried to clarify. "Naomi, what you saw before, you have to know it meant nothing." Desperate for the taller girl to believe her, Emily grabbed her other hand and took a small step closer to her. "Less than nothing. It meant less than the smallest amount of nothing. If there is an amount smaller than the smallest amount of nothing, it meant even less than that." She knew she was rambling and not really making sense, but she needed Naomi to understand.
"Then why do it?" Naomi asked after a moment. She had to know before exposing the feelings that seeing her dance with Cook had brought up.
Because you were ignoring me! Because I've been going crazy this last week thinking about you, and about that night at the lake. Because I've been losing my mind at not having any contact with you! She thought of all the things she wanted to answer with, but the music was too loud to have that kind of conversation. Let's see if this works… Emily thought to herself. Leaning in close to the blonde's ear, she whispered softly, "Can we go somewhere?"
When Naomi felt the warmth of Emily's face next to hers and the girls breath on her ear, she closed her eyes. Sensory overload! Hearing Emily say the words she had said a week prior was wreaking havoc on her concentration. They brought with them all the memories she had been trying to ignore. Wow, way to have self control! You're still angry remember?
But she couldn't resist the pull. Clearing her throat, she played out her part of the conversation. "Where?"
Emily, still leaning close to the blonde, ducked her head a little, knowing that she was blushing and probably smiling like a goof. "Anywhere."
Naomi, eyes sill closed, nodded. Bloody hell, get a hold of yourself girl.
Letting go of one of her hands, Emily led Naomi to the coat room to pick up her jacket. The blonde loved it when the usually shy girl displayed her "take charge" attitude. It took quite a bit for it to come out and Naomi had only seen it a few times before. She thought back to the day the twin had brought her the application to be student president. Remembering the look on Emily's face when she'd burst back into her room and confronted her about acting like a total twat, Naomi smiled. Oh Ems, you're so hot when you're angry.
Allowing herself to look at the twin who held her hand, Naomi noticed how hot she really did look. The dancing had caused a few strands of hair to cling to the sides of her face and small beads of sweat to form on the girl's neck and shoulders. Naomi's eyes glazed over as more memories of their time together at the lake flooded back to her. Seriously Naomi!
Not noticing when Emily stopped walking, Naomi bumped into the shorter girl. Reaching out, she placed her free hand on the girl's hip to stabilize them both. "Fuck, sorry," Naomi mumbled. Emily's tank top had ridden up a little and Naomi could feel the girl's bare skin beneath her fingers. Christ.
Emily looked back at her, not even trying to stop the smile that formed when she recognized the look in Naomi's eyes from the night at the lake. Melting inside, she replied with a quiet "S'alright." Truth be told, anything that resulted in Naomi's touch was welcome. She gently placed her free hand over Naomi's, keeping it in place. They stood like that together; Naomi just slightly to Emily's right behind her, one hand clasped in each others at Emily's side and the others connected on Emily's opposite hip. They were standing close enough that Emily could feel Naomi's chest rise and fall as the girl breathed. Perfect, they both thought.
"Hey Effy," Emily finally said, remembering why she'd stopped in the first place. Naomi looked up and noticed the girl for the first time. Oh, shit. This isn't going to be good.
"Hello," the brunette replied with her typical half-smile and amusement in her eyes. She noticed the girls' stance and had seen the distracted look on Naomi's face before she'd run into Emily. "Object of lust again are we?" she asked the blonde, with just the slightest bit of teasing in her tone.
Emily turned her head to the right and gave Naomi a questioning look. Lust?
Naomi could feel her face flush and was glad for the darkness. Clearing her throat she quickly looked at Emily, then back to Effy replying, "It would seem so."
"Making you feel good yet?" the girl continued. She knew that Naomi would kill her later for this, but it was too much fun. She would never say it aloud, but she had been pulling for the girls to get together all year. It was clear from the first day of college that Emily still had feelings for Naomi and, as much as Naomi tried to hide it, Effy could tell that she felt it too. The fact that she'd let Katie go on thinking it was her who had kissed Emily and hadn't set the record straight was proof enough for her.
Emily turned her head down to the floor to hide the slight look of hurt that had crossed her face. What did she mean by 'yet'? Did she not like the night at the lake? Was I not good?
Naomi noticed the red-head looking at the floor and knew that she would need to reassure the girl once they were alone. You are so paying for this later, Effy. I'll be damned if I ever confide in you again! But the blonde wasn't really angry. She knew Effy was really just trying to help open the lines of communication between them.
"I'll get back to you on that. We're going somewhere a little quieter to have a chat."
Effy raised her eyebrow, told them to have a good night and mouthed to the blonde once Emily had turned away, "Truth."
Naomi nodded, rolling her eyes. Fucking truth.