Well I glad that moment of complete self doubt is done with! I'm going to try to make sure that never happens again. I really am, cos I'm guessing that it is pretty annoying for you and obviously for me! I've cheered up, I'm sorting all this shit out in my head. I still don't know what's going on, but I know where I stand and I can get back to my life! MARVELLOUS!
I AM ACTUALLY HAPPY WITH THIS CHAPTER and i really hope you lot like it :)
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"Jesus Christ." Katie Fitch is pretty fucking protective. You really wouldn't think it. I mean, I knew she was really fucking scary but her and Emily never seem that close, and Katie doesn't seem like the type to be so...well so loving in a way. She's harsh, she's attention seeking, she's basically a bitch. But when it comes to her sister she really seems to care. She would fucking beat the shit out of me if I even slightly hurt Emily. I don't even think I'm capable of hurting her not just because I'm scared that Katie will rip my face off but because Emily is...she's Emily. She's my Emily. I could never hurt someone I'm in love with.
The thing that stuck in my head about what Katie said was "if". That two letter word was the only confidence boost I needed. "If." She doesn't actually seem to think I will hurt Emily. She didn't say 'When you hurt Emily.' She said 'if you hurt Emily."
"Is this a private conversation you're having in your head or can anyone join in?" I turn round and see Emily of course, standing over me, smiling widely, her eye brow raised in her perfect Emily fashion. I pull my eyes away from her and nod towards the space next to me with a smile on my face, tasting the nicotine from my cigarette as I do.
"You know saying that was quite a cliché." She takes her seat next to me as I speak, laughing slightly at my words. I look away from her and back out onto the garden, releasing the remaining smoke in my lungs and stubbing out my final cigarette of the night next to me. I turn back to Emily with a smile on my face, which is reciprocated of course. I then lean over and kiss her cheek lightly, lingering for a moment before pulling away and taking hold of her hand, lacing our fingers together. I look down at our hands, smiling to myself, but I know she sees me doing this. I do, do it a lot. I can't stop myself. I still find it hard to believe that she's mine.
"Yeah well...it's a nice cliché." I just mumble a response to myself, I'm still quite distracted by our hands, linking together so perfectly. "I love night time." I look over to Emily, confused, what is she on about. I send her a questioning look and she obviously decides to elaborate for me. "You know, it's nice, peaceful. Stars are beautiful, lighting up the world just that little bit more. But it's also the perfect hiding place." I look at her, tilting my head slightly. There really is a lot more to Emily Fitch than I thought. Not that I thought she was just a pretty face, she's intelligent. Interesting. I smile to myself again.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Huh?"
"Sometimes you just sit and smile."
"Most of the time I'm smiling because of you. Well..." I look out towards the garden, then up towards the sky. It really is beautiful at night. I suddenly feel quite vulnerable "...all of the time recently." I feel a strong hand making it's way around my neck, pulling me towards Emily. Making me look her right in the eyes. She pulls me closer, making our lips touch. It's not rough, or aggressive. Just needed. I needed to feel her on my lips. I needed the security of her presence. When I'm able to pull away I see that her face is lit up like a fucking christmas tree. I smile back, receiving another swift kiss from Emily before she pulls us both from where we're standing and escorts me further down the garden, pulling me along behind her. I can hear her giggling slightly. What has she got planned?
I feel myself being spun around and then pushed gently onto the wall at the end of my garden, Emily's lips instantly hit my own, moving quickly, yet gently. I quickly respond to her kisses. My own lips moving with hers. Her hands cupping my face, keeping me near her, as close as possible. I find my own hands roaming the body that is Emily Fitch. First my hands are around her neck, also holding her close to me. My hands slowly move away from her neck and down to her waist, rolling up her t-shirt ever so slightly so I can feel her stomach under my fingers. My hands then make their way to her waist. I tuck my fingers into the top of her skirt, pulling her closer to me again. Her own hands haven't moved from my face, still holding on, pulling me deeper and deeper into the kiss. I make sure my hands are securely tucked into her skirt before I move her, spinning us round so her back is against the wall. I look at her, still able to see the sparkle in her eyes, before pulling her into another kiss, our lips working even harder, our features as close together as we can get them. I feel her nose against my own, her lips are curved into a smile, which brings out a smile of my own upon my lips. This, right now, is all I need in my life. Emily. I fucking love her. I pull away again, looking at her again, the same smile still fixed onto my face. Emily moves towards me, this time with her cheeky smile in place. I retreat backwards, obviously not looking where I'm going, and being as clumsy as me of course I end up falling flat on my back, but with the added bonus of a laughing Emily attached to me. Her lips capturing my own, silencing any obscenities uttered by my lip, replacing them with some giggles and light moans. I can't stop myself. My hands again start to wonder, snaking their way around Emily's petite waist, her own hands finding their way to my hips, pulling me closer to her. Her lips then move from my own to my neck, biting hard as usual. My eyes closed. I while I try to suppress the moan that is rising in my throat by biting my own lips but it's fucking useless. I pull Emily's mouth off of my neck and look at her, amusement and lust present in her own eyes. I roll us over, using all the strength I've got. Once straddling a helpless Emily below me I rip the t-shirt she's wearing a bit more (I don't care if it is my t-shirt or not. It was made to be ripped right now, at this precise moment.) I can see her the top of her breast clearly now. I glance over to Emily's eyes for a final time. She see's the mischief in my own and I can't help but smirk at her. When will she ever learn to not mess with me. I swoop down quickly. Biting, sucking, doing anything I can to make a mark. I hear Emily moaning, she can't even try to hold it in. I feel her pushing attempting to push me off her, but she's not getting away that easily. I pull away though, looking her in the eye again and then pushing our lips together. I feel her smile, that is until I bite down slightly on her bottom lip. I laugh, I can't stop myself. It's funny how we try to one up each other. Adorably funny of course. Emily finally manages to push herself off of the ground, meeting my gaze at a more level playing field. She looks at me and then leans over to whisper in my ear. I take an audible gulp and then smile and kiss her neck, moving my way up her throat until I finally meet her lips. We take a minute to rest, our foreheads leaning against each other.
"I'm guessing you don't have to go home tonight really?" Emily nods against my forehead and kisses me again.
"Take me to your room please?" I let out a small laugh and then begin to kiss her again, taking hold of her hand as I do, entwining our fingers, making sure that we are securely connected. We need to make it up the garden, through the kitchen, up the stairs and to my room, intact and undisturbed. Shouldn't be too hard really.
"Come on Lady Muck." I kiss her nose finally and swiftly pull her up. We get through the garden without a hitch, kissing as we go, but staying on our feet which personally I think is quite impressive. Now for the kitchen, well no ones in there so we're fine. So with the kitchen done we just have to get up the stairs. In the light now I can see the 'damage' done by our little scuffle outside. Emily's hair is a mess, as is mine probably. My clothes are slightly out of place and Emily t-shirt is well and truly destroyed, revealing her bra, quite spectacularly, not that I'm really complaining. I can also see quite an impressive love bite forming if I do say so myself.
"Come on." I grab Emily's hand again and pull her towards the stairs, her giggling behind me. We run up the stairs, probably sounding like elephants but I don't give two flying fucks right now. My main objective is get this girl to my room and finish what we started outside. I hear my mum and Katie shouting at us from downstairs though as we make it to the top. We literally fall into a fit of giggles and kisses.
"Are you two going to? Shit you are aren't you? FUCKS SAKE EM!"
"Come on Katie, let's just leave them to it. Have fun girls."
WHAT THE FUCK! Before I can slag my mum off, Emily captures my lips in another kiss, pushing me up against the wall next to my door. I swing my arm about blindly, trying to find the door handle. I can't even concentrate on trying to open the door long enough to perform one of the simplest tasks. Emily keeps pushing her way into my head. Taking over every sense possible. Her touch on my skin sends shivers into every nerve ending. She's already removed my own top as it is, without ripping it which is better than I did, I think my t-shirt will never be the same again. Seeing a top less Emily sends my brain into over drive. Yes I've seen her stomach before but seriously. It is fucking flawless. I feel her hands over my hips, continuously pulling me closer to her. I finally find the handle to my door and push it open.
When Emily finally realises that the door is indeed open she pulls us both through, our lips constantly connected. I kick the door shut. The last thing I hear from outside our little bubble is Katie's voice. Laced with annoyance and slight disgust and my mums calming voice.
"For fucks sake. Fucking lezzers."
"Katie dear, would you like a cup of tea."
"I need a fucking pint of vodka at this rate."
The door finally slams shut. My eyes return to Emily, as she pulls me down onto the bed, swiftly removing the remainder of our clothes. "I fucking love you." I say this against her lips, trying to make sure that she hears every single word. As her lips continue to work, moving from my lips to my neck. My own lips being stunned into silence but how amazing her lips feel against my skin. How amazing every single bite feels. I really can't fucking concentrate. She moves back to my lips, and rolls us over again so she is on top of me, a smile on her face. Everything stops for a moment, her hand caressing my jaw lightly. She looks at me, really looks at me and leans down, lightly pressing her lips to mine.
"I know."
Yeah I can't write really smutty stuff...so lets just leave it to your own imaginations :) So I am off and away for another week, but I will be back and hopefully have another chapter for you soon. Maybe even on results day I will update and let you lot know how it all went and whether I'm a complete failure or not :P
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