Title: Love Accidentally - Chapter 13

Author: kreia03

Rating: M

Warnings: Some swear words.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I hate that fact. Seriously.

Summary: Barcelona is full of awesome!

A/N: Lily has a twitter! YEAH!!! lol Enjoy this chap! ^^ Comments and reviews are always welcome!

"Just one bed?" Emily exclaimed, her brow shooting up as she eyed the wide bed lying on the middle of the room. She stepped outside and checked around the whole house that Naomi had rented for them, to see for herself, scowling later on as she failed to find another bed.

"Yeah, why? Problem?" Naomi answered, grinning like an idiot, obviously to piss the red head off.

"You mean we're going to share?"

Naomi, with a sly grin curling up in her lips, stood up from the bed and slowly walked towards Emily, who in turn stepped backwards until she felt her back leaning against the wall. Naomi rested her long slender hands upon the wall, on both sides of Emily, caging her in. She leaned in slowly, the sly grin still present, stopping a fair distance away from Emily's lips. She struggled to keep a straight face when she saw the red head cringing away from her. She bent down, blowing softly on Emily's ear.

"Actually, you're sleeping on the couch." She whispered teasingly, before withdrawing her hands from the wall. "Right. Off you go." She cried out as she spun Emily around and pushed her out of the room.

It took the red head quite a while before things had sunk in into her. She had to wait for her heart to return back to its normal beating, having been that close to Naomi, the feel of Naomi's hot breath once again lingering in her skin. She could feel her breath hitching, as she tried to catch up with them. She inhaled deeply to calm herself and her thoughts that had seemingly been turned into a complete mess. Only then, she finally realized that she was thrown out of the room and was to sleep at the couch. Fucking hell.

"Naomi!" She furiously marched towards the room, knocking out loud.

"What the fuck is with you and doors?" The blonde retorted upon opening. "You keep on banging them."

"Why the fuck am I sleeping on the couch?" Emily spat back.

Naomi rolled her eyes. "Because I'm not used to share beds with anyone." She answered, slamming the door shut.

"Naomi!" The red head banged again.

The blonde opened the door once more, only to throw out a pillow and a thick blanket before grinning sarcastically and shutting the door.

All Emily could do was let out a strangled scream, her hands flailing in the air with utter annoyance and deep loathing.

"Bitch." She shouted out loud, making sure that Naomi would hear, before she picked up the pillow and the blanket, settling on the couch as she waited for herself to drift to sleep.

Barcelona with Naomi in it suddenly seemed to be more of a nightmare rather than a dream.

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The one thing that Emily was thankful of, ever since arriving at this foreign country, was that she didn't need to prepare breakfast. Though, as much as she wanted to wake up later than she had gotten used to, Naomi had already badgered her to get up.

"Oi!" She heard Naomi call out, nudging her gently. "Breakfast would be cold."

She shoved Naomi's hand and covered herself with her blanket but the blonde pulled it away.

"Get up yeah?" Naomi said. "We've got lots of things to do."

"What? Am I supposed to clean this house too?" Emily spat back as she rose from the couch, irritated.

"Now that you've mentioned it, that seems to be like a nice idea."

Emily threw a heated glare towards the grinning Naomi, before shoving the blonde away from her path and heading towards the breakfast table.

"Woke up on the wrong side of the bed eh?" Naomi bit her lip to stifle a grin. "Oh right, no bed. I meant, woke up on the wrong side of the couch?"

"Who wouldn't have a bad day when the first thing they see is you?" The red head spat back.

Naomi, who sat opposite Emily, roared with laughter, irritating her further.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You got sex hair."

Emily's eyes grew wide, dropping the spoon she was holding. She quickly stood up and checked herself in the mirror, her teeth gnashing together when she found out that Naomi was lying. She marched back to the table, her nostrils flaring, which sent the blonde into another fit of hysterical laughter.

It was Emily's turn to howl with laughter when Naomi choked on what she was chewing while she was laughing at the red head, the blonde turning bright red from coughing.

Disorder theory, plus one hundred points.

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Emily's eyes grew wide in horror at the sight of two bicycles standing on the porch of their rented house.

"What's that?"

"Erm, a bike?" Naomi replied sarcastically. "Would you like me to explain to you what a bike is?"

Emily rolled her eyes. "I bloody know it's a bike yeah?" She retorted. "But what's it for? Are we going bike riding?"

"Yeah."

"Can't we just walk?"

"It's a long way to Guell park from here." Naomi answered. "Besides, it's faster."

"But-" Emily protested, gnawing on her bottom lip.

"But what?"

"I don't know how to ride a bike." The red head answered sheepishly.

Naomi buried her face in her palm and let out a soft groan. "Jesus." She cursed under her breath. "Right, I'll teach you."

The blonde took the other bike outside the empty street and beckoned Emily to hop on it. "I'll guide you okay? You go pedal slowly." She watched as the red head nodded nervously. She held onto the back part of the bike, which served as another seat, steadying Emily as she placed her feet on the pedals. "Go Em. Slowly yeah?"

Emily blew out a nervous breath, basking on the sound of her given nickname (as much as she ignored the feeling), as she started to step on the pedal. She was feeling so tensed that the bike wobbled and tilted, causing her to lose her balance and she almost fell, if only Naomi wasn't supporting her behind.

Naomi rolled her eyes. "Again Em." She called out. "And try not to be so damn tensed. Christ, it's not like you're going to die from this!"

The red head turned to face Naomi, frowning at her. "I'm not fit to ride bikes." She blurted out.

"That's ridiculous. Everybody can learn how to ride." Naomi replied. "Now stop being a stupid cow and try to learn yeah?"

"I'm no stupid cow!"

"Then prove it!"

Throwing one last heated glare, Emily turned around and stepped on the pedal too hard that the bike jerked forward, dragging Naomi along with it.

"Fuck Em!" Naomi scowled. "Be careful will you?"

Emily in turn poked her tongue out. Concentrating hard, she pedaled slowly, but the bike kept on wobbling that she ended up falling on the floor, her knee hitting the ground, making a huge bleeding scratch against the skin. She shuffled, so that she was sitting down, blowing some air on the wound that was beginning to sting.

"Fuck's sake!" Naomi yelled. "You can't even ride a bloody bike!" She crouched down, eyeing the red head with a reproachful stare. "Let me see." She reached for Emily's knee but the red head shoved her hand away. She snorted out loud when she saw silent tears flowing from Emily's eyes. "Why the fuck are you crying?"

"Why are you being so mean?"

"Mean?" The blonde blurted out. "I'm not mean."

"Just leave me alone." Emily spat back, more tears falling.

Naomi lifted her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Stop crying. I'll buy you some ice cream."

"Ice cream? You think I'm a little kid?"

"Then stop acting like one." The blonde retorted, earning another heated glare from Emily. "Stay there. I'll just go get some band-aid." She stood up quickly, before the red head could even utter another word.

Emily wiped her tears with her sleeves, pouting while she blew some air at the wound. Alright, maybe she was acting a bit childish, but it's because Naomi was being so mean.

The blonde got back not long after, carrying with her a pack of band-aids, some cotton and a bottle of anti-septic. She crouched down in front of Emily and pulled the red head's knee closer to her, a smirk curling up on the corner of her lips. She poured a small amount of anti-septic on the cotton and dabbed it lightly over the wound, blowing some air into it to dry quickly. A few dabs more and then she placed the band-aid over the wound. "There." She muttered. "All done." She reached out and wiped the remaining tears from Emily's cheeks. "Stop crying. I won't force you to ride for now."

Emily continued to pout, making it hard for Naomi to contain her laughter. She was utterly tempted to fish her phone out and take a picture, so she could have something to laugh about and tease Emily with. "Let's go yeah?" She held her hand out for the red head to take.

They both fell in silence as Naomi patiently waited for Emily to take her hand. "I'll buy you ice cream, I swear." The blonde spoke gently. "And balloons if you want."

Emily broke into a soft chuckle and finally took Naomi's hand with a sheepish smile. The blonde led her to the bicycle, letting Emily sit on the provided seat on the back of the bike, just above the wheel. "Hold on." Naomi turned and smiled at Emily before pedaling, as the red head circled her hands around Naomi's waist.

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They walked around the park laughing at the most random things they could find, basking at the cool feeling the ice creams offer while strolling under the hot Barcelona sun. It was so much fun just being like this, especially for Naomi who seldom felt what it's like to be not famous. In a foreign country like Spain, with almost no one recognizing her and even if there were, they were only a few, it felt good, it felt normal. She took a long deep breath, inhaling the warm scent of the streets of Barcelona, and smiled. She felt free.

"Can you buy me another ice cream?" Emily muttered, breaking Naomi's reverie.

"Another?" The blonde exclaimed. "But you've eaten three already."

"So?"

"So you'll get a toothache." Naomi replied. "I won't buy you another."

Emily frowned, her lips pursing "But you promised to buy me ice cream!"

"And I did." Naomi hissed. "Now stop complaining yeah?"

"Excuse me." Both girls turned.

"You're Naomi Campbell right?" A tall young man stood in front of them, holding a camera. Next to him was a smaller girl.

"Yes." The blonde replied, eyeing the camera. "Why?"

"Hi, my name's Nicky and this is Charlie." The boy introduced himself as well as the girl, his voice rich in Spanish accent. "We're currently conducting a fund raising drive." He smiled. "Half of the benefits would go straight to the park's funds and the other half would be given to the orphanage."

"We were wondering if you would like to help." It was the girl named Charlie.

"How?" Emily replied eagerly.

"We'll just take a picture of you and then you could give us any amount of donation in exchange of the photo." Charlie explained further. "It'll be two copies by the way. One for you and one will be displayed on the park's central square."

"Sounds nice. What do you think Naomi?" Emily asked, turning to face the blonde.

Naomi pressed her lips in a tight line and took a deep breath.

"It would really be of great help. We're trying to get as much popular celebrities as we can to promote the drive."

"I guess it's cool." The blonde shrugged.

"Thanks!" Nicky exclaimed. "Now, if you would just move closer." He motioned his hands towards the two girls, beckoning them to move closer to each other.

"She's your girlfriend right?" It was Charlie.

Emily bit her lip as she tried to hide her blushing cheeks, scolding herself for letting it happen every time the word girlfriend was mentioned.

"Yeah." The blonde nodded.

"It'll be okay then if you kiss her on the cheek?" Charlie continued. "Then we'll take the picture."

Naomi took a quick huff and answered. "Sure, no problem."

Emily could feel her cheeks burning like fire as she blushed even more upon hearing Naomi's answer. She felt Naomi's arms wrap around her shoulders, sending her heart into racing beats. She lifted her head and was about to say something to the blonde when it all happened too fast. Naomi leaned forward, her lips puckered already. The moment Emily lifted her head, Naomi's lips landed on her own pair of lips instead of landing on her cheek. Without warning, the camera flashed, taking both of them in surprise.

"Wow that was unexpected, but perfect." Nicky exclaimed as he reviewed the shot, unaware of the sudden awkwardness forming between the two girls.

Naomi quickly pulled away from the red head, her arms recoiling but her eyes still fixed on Emily. It was the smaller girl who averted her gaze first, looking at everything except at the blonde. She was pretty sure that she was as red as her hair now.

"This is probably one of the best shots we've ever taken." It was Charlie who spoke and handed Naomi the picture. The blonde pulled out a hundred dollar bill from her purse and gave it to the girl. "Thanks." Charlie beamed.

Naomi smiled and muttered a small thank you before turning to a still blushing Emily. "Let's go." She called out, grabbing the red head's wrist as they went to get their bike and hopped on it. She gave Emily the picture, completely unaware of the smile that had formed on the red head's lips upon seeing the photo.

Yep, unexpected but perfect.