Title: Love Accidentally - Chapter 14

Author: kreia03

Rating: M

Warnings: Some swear words.

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

Summary: More Naomily moments XD

A/N: Merve replied to me on twitter! lol Here's the next chap ^^ and seriously, all your comments are giving me a huge boost! Thank you very much!

The three day break in Barcelona was probably the best three days Emily had in such a long time. Though Naomi was a prick during most of their stay, she couldn't deny the fact that the blonde indeed had her soft sides, or at least Emily thought she had. She probably had seen glimpses of it as Naomi would then quickly come back to her bitchy state, mood swings as the red head called it.

"Could you be any slower Em?"

And it's starting.

"If you actually helped me unload all these rather than stand in there and finish that fag, it would've been a hell lot faster." Emily spat back, dropping another luggage to the ground. How come they left Bristol with only three suitcases and now they've got six?

Naomi rolled her eyes as she watched Emily haul the suitcase inside. "If I had any intention of helping, I would've done it already, don't you think?" She flicked the fag down to the wet ground and stubbed it out with her heels. "Try putting your back into it." She added, words full of sarcasm.

"It's your bags that are bloody heavy." The red head retorted. "What you put in here? Rocks?"

Naomi snorted. "No. Diamonds." She smirked. "The size of huge, gigantic rocks."

"Bitch." Emily mumbled as she watched Naomi storm inside the house, leaving her outside with the rest of their luggage. "Fuck's sake!" She screamed when she felt the heavy rain drops starting to fall. Good thing she managed to haul the other four bags inside earlier, which meant two more left in the car trunk. She was nearly soaking wet under the rain, busy pulling out another bag, when she felt the rain drops stop pouring on her. She quickly turned, falling hugely surprised at the sight of the blonde standing behind her, an umbrella clutched in hand.

"I told you to put your back into it. See you're almost soaking." Naomi reprimanded. "If you get sick again, I won't be taking care of you." She pushed the trunk door closed.

"I can always take care of myself." Emily poked her tongue out and dragged the suitcase with her as they walked towards the house, sharing under one umbrella. She hauled the bag together with the others and shook out the fallen rain drops from her head.

"Go get changed." It was Naomi. The red head had not noticed that she was watching her. She nodded and grabbed her own bag. Darting to her room, her eyes grew wide open at the sight of something suddenly lying on the middle.

It's a bed. There's a fucking bed, in her room, right at this very moment.

She dropped her bag, scurried downstairs and looked for Naomi, whom she found pouring a glass of water, leaning on the kitchen counter.

"What's with the bed?" She abruptly blurted out.

"I'm getting that out of your pay." The blonde replied nonchalantly.

"It's not for free?" Emily asked in disbelief.

"Nothing's for free these days."

The red head opened her mouth but closed it again, ceasing a retort. Instead, she headed back to her room, smiling wide at the sight of her new bed. She was far too excited to start another argument. She jumped in, squirming over the covers as she burst into a fit of giggles and muffled squeals. No more sleeping on the cold, hard floor. Thank fuck.

O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O

Naomi's phone vibrated over the kitchen counter. She flipped it open without glancing at the screen, assuming it was Panda since she was expecting a call from her PA.

"Panda." She gleefully greeted.

"Can we talk?"

She froze, unable to either speak or even think for a moment. The call was totally unanticipated and she hadn't prepared herself yet to talk to her again.

"Effy." Naomi barely whispered.

"Please?"

She took a deep breath. "I can't."

"Why not?"

"I-I. I-m-" She faltered, looking for words. "I'm busy right now. And I'm tired."The last three words rolled out from her tongue with weight, somehow telling Effy something else.

"Oh." It was all Effy could muster.

"I have to go." Naomi said, hitting the red button at once upon saying the words. She gripped the kitchen counter for support as she felt a sudden surge of weakness all over her, letting her fingers run through her hair as she blew several jagged breaths.

"Fuck."

O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O

Once the overwhelming excitement of having a comfy bed had died down, Emily decided to unpack her things. She zipped her bag open, tossing her things out one by one onto the bed, until she stumbled upon the photo taken at the park they had gone to. She smiled, her fingertips grazing the smooth and glossy paper, blushing a little as she remembered how it all happened. Emily then rummaged into her drawer, searching for a nice frame she knew she had saved for some reason. Upon finding the red frame, she placed the photo in it, making it stand over the bedside table. She stared at it for a few more moments before returning her attention to unpacking her things, albeit allowing herself to throw glances at their picture once in a while. Alright, maybe she did fancy Naomi, no more use of denying it. But just a tad bit. As far as she knew, she hated the blonde much more than she fancied her. Though, the truth still stood. She fancied Naomi, the tiniest bit, even if she's a bitchy twat most of the time. A moody cow who probably had a disorder or something. Emily saw it as something that's not bad, her liking Naomi. It's just like anyway, nowhere near love and she's not planning to cross over that line, not even in her dreams, not even when she had entirely lost her sanity. Nope. Never gonna happen.

"Em!" She heard Naomi shout from downstairs, breaking her chain of thoughts. "Emily!"

She walked towards the stair landing and shouted back. "What?"

"Come down here."

Emily rolled her eyes. "You're the one who needs something from me. So you come up." She watched as Naomi approached the staircase, leaning on the rails.

"You won't see your other surprise then." The blonde replied with a smirk curling up on the corner of her lips.

"Fine." Emily blurted out. She made her way downstairs and followed Naomi who already had dashed outside.

"There." Naomi pointed.

Emily's eyes grew wide with surprise. "You bought me a car?" She exclaimed. "And it's same as yours too! Even the color!" She squealed. She turned and looked at Naomi, who's torn between laughing and keeping a straight face, waiting for any confirmation that the car was indeed hers.

"Do you know how to drive?" Naomi asked instead.

Emily shook her head sheepishly. "No, I don't."

"So why would I buy you a car?" The blonde retorted sarcastically, an insulting grin plastered on her face.

Emily squinted her eyes and pursed her lips. "Meanie." She mumbled. Did she just admit that she fancied Naomi? Maybe it's not yet too late to change her mind.

Naomi snorted and stifled her laughter. "Yours is there, beside my car."

The red head passed behind the car and reached the other side, her jaw scraping the floor at the sight of what Naomi was talking about.

"A bike?" She mouthed in disbelief. "You bought me a fucking bike?" She turned her head and looked at the blonde. "And it's pink for fuck's sake! With ribbons on both handles!" She pointed out. "Do I look like a child to you?" Yep, it's not yet too late to change her mind.

Naomi let out an amused laugh. "Pretty much." She walked towards Emily. "Why? You don't like pink? I think it's cute."

Emily grimaced. "What are you? Paris Hilton or something?"

"Oi!"

Emily poked her tongue out. "Why not red? Or maybe, maybe-"

"Maybe what?" Naomi asked, her brow arching.

"Blue." Emily muttered, fixing her gaze down on her shoes as she tried to hide the sudden blush on her cheeks. "Same as your, your-"

"Same as my what?"

"Eyes." The red head whispered, covering her mouth with her hand upon realizing what she said. "I mean car, your car. Yes your car." She stammered, attempting to cover up.

Silence fell. And it was fucking awkward.

"You're stalling." Naomi blurted out all of a sudden.

"What?"

"You're afraid to ride the bike. So you're stalling."

"No I'm not." Emily shook her head drastically.

"So you'll ride it then?" Naomi replied, smirking.

Emily rolled her eyes. "Fine." She hopped on the bike and backed away from the car. "Well? Aren't you gonna guide me?" She called out to Naomi.

The blonde held onto the back part of the bike as Emily started to pedal. "Go slowly Em." She reminded, seeing as the floor was still wet from the sudden rain that poured earlier.

"I'm trying." Emily replied. She gripped the handles tight to lessen her wobbling, until finally, after a few tries, she managed to put a strong hold and stopped tilting.

"I'm gonna let you go Em yeah?" She heard Naomi speak behind her. "On the count of three."

Emily took a deep breath and waited until the blonde finished her counting. "Did you let go?" She cried out.

"Yeah, I did." Naomi replied, following Emily as she circled around.

"I'm doing it then?" The red head asked.

"Yeah, you are."

"I'm doing it. I'm doing it!" She shouted triumphantly, passing by Naomi to give her a quick high five.

Naomi let out a laugh as she watched Emily struggle to keep the bike from wobbling. She was enjoying a bit too much that she missed the sound of a car that had just pulled up behind them. It was only when Emily had ceased cycling that she turned around to see what the red head was staring at, instantaneously stopping dead as she saw who stepped out of the car.

"Effy."