Thanks for all the reviews guys :) The traffic thing is interesting - i can't believe that many people have click into the story hah. Hopefully they don't all think it sucks and then leave! ;) Here is part four. Now and livejournal are up to speed with each other. Hope you enjoy this one!
Disclaimer - don't own em. with i did. sad that i don't. awww.
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"Come on then," Naomi said after Effy had walked away. "Let's get our coats and get out of here."
Though Emily nodded, her eyes were still on the floor and she didn't move. Naomi knew that the red-head was thinking about the 'yet' comment Effy had made moments before. "Emily," she started, "I will explain. Let's just get out of here." Before we run into anyone else. She gently pulled the hand currently on Emily's hip back a little, causing the smaller girl to lean into the her.
Emily gave a soft sigh. Well, either way, at least I'll know. Finding her resolve, she continued on her way to the coat room with Naomi walking behind her, their hands still clasped. Both girls were thankful when they made it out unnoticed.
Outside, they were faced with the chill of night time. Deciding quickly to go to Emily's place as it was closer, and empty for the night, they started walking. "My parents are on a weekend business thing for dad's gym and my little brother is staying at a friends place for the night." Emily had explained. When Naomi asked about Katie, Emily just laughed. "Yea, like Katie would pass up a chance to spend the night at Freddy's." So all in all it was the best choice. Naomi's mum and Keiran were home having some alone time and neither girl wanted to face that.
The walk was mostly quiet, both girls lost in thought about what was going to happen. Naomi wondering if she had the courage to say how she felt and Emily wondering if she could handle any more rejection from the blonde.
"Here we are," Emily announced as they walked up the pathway, stopping once she reached the door, Naomi right behind her.
She's standing almost as close as she was at the club. Bloody hell, concentrate Emily. Key goes in lock. Turn key. Turn Handle. Door opens. It's not that hard. She scoffed at her own thoughts. Shouldn't have been hard, but Naomi was making it rather difficult to do something even as easy as breathing at the moment.
Naomi waited as Emily fumbled with the keys trying to get the door unlocked. "Hmm. Nice cat flap. Looks familiar..." She said softly into Emily's ear with a smile.
Emily blushed and almost dropped her keys. "Oh yea?" was the best she could come up with in response.
Noticing Emily's focus failing, she asked "Want me to take care of that for you?" Naomi raised an eyebrow. "I'm cold and have a few ideas on how to warm up."
Emily coughed to clear her throat. Jeez, could she be any more distracting? Any more insinuating? Finally getting the door unlocked, she practically fell inside as she pushed it open. Naomi giggled a little at the sight. Aww Emily. You're so cute when you're flustered. I really should stop, but it's just so much fun.
The red-head looked back at Naomi and noticed the amusement on her face. Oh that brat, she's doing this on purpose! Well, two can play at that. Having already removed her shoes, Emily removed her coat and hung it up beside the door.
"So, you mentioned wanting to warm up Naomi. How would you like to?" she asked suggestively, taking a step closer to the blonde who had yet to remove any of her outerwear. Naomi froze. Crap.
"Hmm..." was all she could say.
Emily put her hands on Naomi's shoulders, close to her neck, and leaned in close to the girls ear. "How about something hot?"
She heard Naomi swallow and glowed on the inside. I can't believe I can affect her like this.
"Su-sure." Naomi cursed at her stutter.
"Perfect, I have just the thing." Emily purred, moving her hands closer to Naomi's neck. The blonde stood there, motionless. Oh my God, she's going to kiss me!
"And what would that be?" Naomi asked, finally finding her voice, her eyes shining as they looked into Emily's.
Emily smiled and started to slowly unzip Naomi's coat. She could feel the heat of Naomi's body and knew that she wanted this girl in her life for a very long time. Forever if possible. "Hot chocolate of course. You really should take your coat off and stay awhile." At that, she turned and walked into the kitchen in search.
Naomi gawked at Emily's back. Wow... She did as suggested and removed her coat before the rest of Emily's statement registered. "Wait...hot chocolate? Are you serious? Don't you have anything stronger?" She called after her.
Emily peeked her head around the corner and laughed, "Sure, we can add Bailey's if you like." I don't want anything too strong. I don't want this to be another alcohol/drug enabled night. I want it to be real. Whatever the outcome.
"Mmm. Sounds lovely actually." Naomi had walked into the kitchen and was leaning against the door frame. She watched Emily move about the kitchen, preparing the drinks. You know you like her. You know you're falling for her. Naomi shook her head, trying to stop the thoughts, the feelings that the red-head caused. But they wouldn't stop. You know you've already fallen.
"Here you go," Emily said as she handed Naomi a steaming mug of hot chocolate. "Thanks," she replied.
They stood in the kitchen for a moment, unsure, before Naomi asked "Do you want to sit down somewhere?"
Emily shook her head at her own bad manners, "Yes of course, sorry. We can go upstairs, to my room, downstairs, to the den, or oh! You've never been here before. Let me show you around." Naomi laughed softly but followed the girl as she did a quick tour. They started in the basement and Naomi was shocked at how much gym equipment was down there. "Oh my god, your dad must be huge!" Emily laughed, "He's definitely Fitch, that's for sure." Seeing Naomi's confusion, she went on to explain. "That's my dad's gym slogan. 'Don't get Fit, get Fitch.' "
Naomi couldn't hold back the laughter. "And you think I'M bad at slogans!" she exclaimed after she got control of herself again, making reference to her possible political slogan of 'Naomi, get to know me.'
Emily smiled. "How do you think I noticed it was so bad to start with? I've got loads of experience with bad slogans."
The two made their way back up to the main floor and Emily tried to make it quick. She wanted to prevent Naomi from seeing what was in the living room. "Not much here other than the kitchen, which you already saw. There's the dining room, a powder room and that's about that." But she couldn't escape, Naomi saw what she was trying to avoid. The family photos.
"Awww, how cute!" Naomi said, looking over all the pictures. It seemed that Emily and Katie were always wearing the same outfits. "Did your parents always dress you the same?"
"Yea, pretty much." Emily agreed. "They let us pick the outfit though, well, from when we were 5. We'd switch off years."
Naomi held up one of the photos for Emily to see, "And who picked this outfit?" She asked coyly.
"That would be me. As if Katie would wear that without being forced." Emily smiled fondly at the memory. Katie had been so angry at her.
"Well, it's my favourite, hands down." Naomi said as she replaced the photo. Walking up to Emily and added, "And for the record, you make a very cute sailor." Emily blushed and turned around quickly.
"Right, anyway, that was the living room." She continued with the tour, thankful to be out of the room. Climbing the stairs with Naomi behind her, she suddenly started to get nervous. Uh oh, crap. Is my room clean? Do I have anything embarrassing lying around? "So, here is the main bathroom, that's my parents room, that's my brother's room, and this is mine and Katie's room." She pushed the door open, hoping that it was presentable. It was. Whew.
"Gee, well, I don't have to ask whose side is whose now do I?" Naomi said with a smile and Emily laughed. "No, I guess it's pretty obvious." Looking at her side of the room, there were lots of pictures of girls, mostly blonde girls she noticed, while Katie's side was plastered with pictures of half naked guys.
Naomi walked into the room and sat on the edge of Emily's bed, sipping her drink. "It's nice." Naomi said after a moment. "Let's just stay in here to talk." Emily nodded and went to join the blonde on the bed.