Chapter 9 (Naomi's PoV)

I had my eyes closed. I could've fallen asleep right there, knowing Emily was next to me, safe.

"Naomi, when did you get in here?" I could tell she was smirking.

"Well, Effy was worried about you, she asked me to kind of watch you when she left…"

"But what about your classes?"

"Well, I don't have a fucking uniform, remember Miss Fitch?" shit. Emily went quiet. I didn't mean to remind her of last night. Fuck, whatever Katie said to her must've been bad. I wanted Emily to forget what happened. I mentally kicked myself for being so stupid.

She just laughed.

"Sorry for being so smart… but couldn't you have just borrowed one from Effy or something?" So… Emily felt like giving me trouble… well, I could deal it right back.

"I could've, but that would mean I'd be in class right now, and there'd be no one in here to watch you, and make sure you don't break down any doors." I smiled in triumph.

"But Naomi, if you hadn't been in here, the door wouldn't have been locked, and I wouldn't have had to knock it down…" it was her turn to smile in triumph.

"Fuck you." I laughed. Emily was certainly a ball of wits, but I was still determined to be her match. "Still, if not the door, perhaps you would've broken the dresser, sometimes the drawers get jammed you know…"

"Fuck you right back." She sat up, and leaned against the wall next to me, letting her big brown eyes just stare into me. Her smile was a dead give away though, I knew she wasn't going to let up either.

"Naomi, you were here since like what… eightish? What exactly were you doing until I woke up?"

Fuck. I didn't see that one coming. I quickly tried to think up something, but there was no hope.

"Were you too caught up in admiring a little red-head dozing off?"

"Maybe…." I wasn't going to give her the complete satisfaction of winning.

"I know I just look soooo kissable when I sleep."

I blushed. But she quickly took away my embarrassment when she grabbed my neck and pulled me close. She kissed my cheek and then leaned back.

"You know, it's okay to want to kiss me Naoms."

Fuck I had enough. I grabbed the two hands that were holding my neck and pinned them down on top of her head. I had shoved her so she was flat on the bed. Her breath was increasing pace and I knew she wanted to kiss me just as badly.

"I'm cute and you know it Naoms." I was hovering on top of her, still holding her down. My hair was just long enough to reach her face without me having to be too close. She was trying to wiggle away so that my hair would stop tickling her. No such luck. I purposely dangled my hair so that it was tickling her even better; she closed her eyes and tried not to laugh, trying to turn her face away.

"Just give up Emily. You know you want me just as bad." I blushed, I realized I just admitted that I wanted her out loud.

Emily grabbed my wrists from under my hold, somehow, and flipped us so that she was now the one on top. Her red hair surrounded my face as if it was holding me captive.

"For someone so small, you have a lot of strength." I had to say it. I was definitely surprised when she was able to get out of my hold.

"I know." She smirked. Fucking hell. That smirk was so sexy. I didn't care if it meant losing, I needed Emily right now. Enough teasing. The red-head above me could sense me giving in, and gave my arms just enough slack for me to pick up my head and reach her.

Our lips met with an intense amount of want, all the teasing had gotten me riled up. I just had to have control, but Emily wouldn't give in to me. She pulled away just out of my reach.

"Just say I won." She smirked.

"For christ's sake you won. Just kiss me." My frustration got the better of me.

She released my arms and let them entangle themselves in her hair, pulling her as close to me as possible. Emily's hands were resting at the small of my back. I couldn't understand how she was so calm; I was going crazy I needed every bit of her right now. I was struggling to get comfy and nestle into Emily when she took my hands and kissed them.

"Naomi, let's go slow, okay?"

I just nodded and she gave me a light kiss on the corner of my mouth.

"I want you Naoms. I really do."

She continued kissing down my jaw. I threw back my neck to give her all the more access.

"I just have a bit I need to deal with first." I would've pried at her, trying to figure out what that meant, but I was too busy getting kissed on the neck. I was her slave, she was able to kiss me in a way that I'd have done anything for her.

When she pulled away she just entwined our hands and sat cross-legged facing me.

I was still trying to catch my breath, but I was able to mimic her actions.

"So how about those uniforms?" she smiled. I swear, every time she smiled the butterflies erupted in my stomach with the same force.

"Yeah." I knew I'd be content with doing anything as long as Emily would be close by.

She let go of my hands to get off the bed and open her duffel bang. She started throwing clothes out of it, definitely putting on a show. I couldn't help but stare with my mouth open at some of the things that flew out, I knew eventually, I'd want the chance to see Emily in nothing but a lace black thong. She caught me looking and quickly picked them up and shoved them back in the bag.

"Cheeky." She muttered and went back to throwing stuff out of it.

"Emily, you're making a fucking mess."

She threw a white shirt at my face. Ignoring me, she continued searching her bag.

"That shirt is a bit too long on me. Should probably fit a giant like you." She giggled.

I held it up against me; it looked like it would be alright. It was certainly better than the damp one hanging in my bathroom across the hall.

Emily was holding a pleated skirt in her hand out to me.

"C'mon go try it on, see if it fits!" I wasn't sure what was making her so excited for me to just try on a fucking uniform, but I thought I saw a devilish smile on her face flicker for a second.

She folded her arms waiting for me to get up. I relented, and rolled my eyes.

"Alright, alright mum."

I got up and took the skirt from her, along with the shirt she had thrown at me.

I was about to walk into the bathroom when I saw the door still lying flat on the floor.

"Um Emily. What the fuck are we going to do about the door?" I couldn't help but laugh just a bit.

"Just change in the shower, you shy puppy!" She didn't exactly answer my question, but I obeyed.

The shirt fit alright, but I put on the skirt and instantly knew why Emily had a devilish grin. The skirt was extremely fucking short.

"Emily…"

She ran in, climbing over the door. I was fast enough to quickly cover myself with the shower curtain.

"Oh come on Naoms, I just want to see if it fits."

"The shirt fits, but the skirt, absolutely not." There was no way in hell I was going to let Emily see me so naked. It was fucking embarrassing.

Emily grabbed onto the bar the shower curtain was clinging to and effectively put all her weight on it causing it to bend and fall down. We both collapsed however, I no longer had the shower curtain on top of me, it was on top of Emily who was holding the now broken rod and curtain laughing.

'What the fuck Emily! The schools going to make you pay for the door and now that too?" It was certainly a funny sight if anyone had happened to walk in. She was able to stop laughing and looked at me.

"I don't fucking care. One more bill for my mum to fucking pay. By the way, has anyone told you, you have really sexy legs before?"

I looked down at myself and realized that my legs were pretty much completely visible now. The skirt barely covered a few inches, just enough to reach the bottom of my knickers. I blushed. Emily just dropped the broken shit she was holding and climbed into the shower near me. She was walking towards me, and I was still trying to keep a distance.

"OW!" The shower turned on, sending cold water all over us. Emily collapsed into another ball of laughter. Laughing too hard to get herself out of the wet mess. I rubbed my back where I had bumped into the lever that turns on the shower. I attempted to turn around to turn it off, but slipped and fell backwards on top of Emily.

I felt her body bouncing up and down under me, she was laughing so hard there wasn't even sound coming out of her. Just movement. Everything was out of control. The shower curtain was on the floor so there was nothing keeping the water from going everywhere. I gave in to the feeling. I was in Emily's lap laughing with her, while the bathroom was flooding and I wasn't in any rush to stop it.

I reached up to wipe away Emily's tears she had from her good and hearty laugh. I was able to feel the muscles in her stomach clenched against my head. She was definitely very worn out. We both were. The soreness of my back was awakening, and it wasn't helping staying in the compromising position I was in.

Emily rolled me off of her and turned of the cold shower.

"Jeezus, look what you've done Naomi." The sarcasm in her voice just made me smile.

"I believe you owe me another fucking uniform Miss Fitch."

She sighed.

"Well I enjoyed seeing you in my Halloween skirt. Rather sexy on you. Maybe one day I will be able to convince you to wear it again…" She reached out a hand to help the now blushing me, up. I grabbed it and let her super strength raise me from the water that had gathered beneath me.

"You know, I don't think Effy's going to let you stay here for very long, with all that you've done and what not."

"It's okay I have an idea." Her face lit up and she took me back into the room to get changed and tell it over to me.

WELL. That was a bit longer. I couldn't help but join in on their laughter, it was very much fun to write.

Hope you enjoyed the little fluff. Figured you could use some joy after that evil chapter...

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