Title: Love Accidentally - Chapter 34
Author: kreia03
Rating: M
Warnings: Swear words.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I hate that fact. Seriously.
Summary: "It was barely a whisper that Naomi almost failed to catch it, though she did, never been glad that she did. And it was enough to make her feel like she was going to burst with unexplainable glee, especially when she could see that certain glint dancing in Emily's eyes as she said the words. It made her feel oddly proud and happy, knowing well that she's the reason behind that sparkle, that she's the mere cause of it."
A/N: Apologies for the long delay. I've been working on this update the whole week. I was experiencing writer's block and I couldn't get the words out. So it took me this long. I hope you guys like this though, believe me, I've worked hard for it. Comments and reviews will be greatly appreciated! Thanks for sticking up with me!
Naomi found her fingers loosely tangled with Emily's hair later on, her other hand circled around Emily's waist, pulling the red head much closer, if anymore possible with the way they were sitting close to each other already. Her grip on her tightened as her other hand broke free from the locks of red hair she'd managed to knot with, slowly sliding it down to Emily's waist as well, her fingers brushing along the whole length of Emily's back until they'd found and settled at the small space there, the tips sinking in teasingly, causing a low, raspy moan to escape from Emily's throat. It would have stopped Naomi by now, hearing that particular whimper, because she knew that they could be leading into a dangerous territory, heading into something they both might regret later on, when they've snapped out of it, from whatever spell they've both been bounded into.
But it didn't.
Instead, it just made her want more. And when she felt Emily's arms snaking around her neck, she gave up thinking altogether, her sense of reasoning vanishing into thin air all of a sudden, and the only thing she could think of was the way Emily's lips moved with hers, how it perfectly fitted her own, exactly the perfect match. The intoxicating taste of Emily's lips, sweet strawberries, maple syrup and something uniquely Emily, were filling her senses, Emily's scent making her feel dizzy and heady as it swirled around endlessly inside her head. Her vision seemed to be spinning so badly, everything around her turning into one giant, messy blur of flubbed colors that she had to close her eyes, feeling like she'd swoon over at any given moment if she didn't, with the way her breath was hitching by the littlest second and her head spinning constantly.
The moment her lashes met, the fireworks frenzy began.
Each brush of Emily's lips against hers triggered one particular round of fireworks exploding behind her lids, the sparkling lights brightly unfolding, so bright that she had to flutter her eyes open for a few moments because she felt like she would be blinded by them if her eyes stayed shut. But she couldn't hold them open either for it would all be too much, seeing Emily and feeling her at the same time. It was such a wonder, how one person could make her crave for something she'd never ever thought of wanting before, something that had never crossed her mind, even for a single instance. Yet now, she couldn't get enough of it, couldn't get herself to stop because the feeling was so amazing, like she's on a fucking high.
And she's getting addicted to it, to the taste of Emily's lips.
"Nai--" A soft groan escaped from Naomi's throat when Emily abruptly pulled away, leaning in forward to capture the red head's lips again. She could feel Emily smiling in the kiss, probably laughing at her sudden neediness, but she couldn't be bothered at all. Not when there's this certain feeling of euphoria that Emily's kisses were bringing. She'd take the laughter all day, even the banters and the insinuations, if Emily ever threw a number of them. She'd take them wholeheartedly, because she needed this, to feel Emily's lips, she's yearned for this, ever since that first time.
More than any wine she'd ever tasted. More than any drug she'd ever taken.
And she wasn't going to deny it anymore, wasn't going to start contradicting herself nor arguing with her own mind. Just this once, she's going to let herself lose it, follow what she mostly desired.
Just this once, to hell with the consequences.
"Naomi." The blonde begrudgingly pulled back with a miffed groan, her face looking so peeved that Emily had to bite her lip to suppress her laughter. "Wait." Emily unwound her hands from Naomi's neck, letting them slide down to the blonde's shoulders as she brought her gaze down, feeling the sudden hotness spread across her cheeks while her whole face tainted bright pink.
"What?" Naomi hissed exasperatedly, rolling her eyes at Emily. "You didn't like it?" She anxiously asked after a few beats when the red head didn't answer, and continued to watch her, Emily's eyes still avoiding to meet her gaze. "Wasn't it good?"
Emily's head snapped up, throwing Naomi with a look that was torn between confusion, surprise and disbelief. "What? No." She shook her head exceedingly, her eyes growing wide with worry when she saw the blonde's face fall, her lips pursing into one side.
"You didn't?" The blonde felt herself tensing a bit, her arms turning stiff.
"No, Naomi." Emily instantaneously withdrew her hands and placed them on top of the blonde's as she felt them starting to loosen around her waist, stopping Naomi from completely pulling away. "That's not what I meant."
"What then?"
A sheepish smile formed in Emily's lips as her face grew even redder. She lowered her head a little to hide the worsening blush, watching Naomi from under her lids. "It's just that--" She paused as she swallowed hard, taking full deep breaths to calm her heart that was thumping so very loud ever since their lips first met that morning.
"Just what?"
"C-could you give me a minute to catch my breath?" The red head blurted out hastily, much quicker than usual, the words barely sounded by her shy tone. "It's not that easy you know." She added with a small quiver of her shoulders, the quirking of Naomi's eyebrows, which she presumed as a sign of confusion, encouraging her to go on. "I mean, it's not easy to breathe. Knowing that you're actually sitting next to me and, and--"
"And?" Naomi waited half expectantly, her lips pressed together firmly to repress the huge, smug grin threatening to break out of her face, fairly having an idea of what Emily was about to say.
"Kissing me." It was barely a whisper that Naomi almost failed to catch it, though she did, never been glad that she did. And it was enough to make her feel like she was going to burst with unexplainable glee, especially when she could see that certain glint dancing in Emily's eyes as she said the words. It made her feel oddly proud and happy, knowing well that she's the reason behind that sparkle, that she's the mere cause of it.
"Yeah, well." Naomi replied with a proud shrug, the smug grin finally breaking out. "I kind of have that effect on people."
"Right." Emily snorted out laughter. "Figures why Katie punched you." She continued with a smirk playing in her lips. "Coz you have that effect."
"She's the only exception yeah?" The blonde protested. "She's got no taste."
"What makes you think you're of taste?" Emily couldn't help but counter back.
"I'm Naomi Campbell. Pretty much explains everything."
"It doesn't, really."
Naomi threw the red head a disapproving look and rolled her eyes. "You know what."
"What?"
"You're stalling." The blonde replied in a matter of fact tone. "Your one minute break's way over."
"You're always so impatient." Emily retorted with a feigned scowl crumpling her forehead.
"Well, I was born that way." Naomi answered casually. "I'm an only child, not to mention, famous. I don't wait." She added, her shoulders hunching smugly for effect. "And it's not impatience. I just happen to know how to value time."
"It's the same thing." The red head muttered with a roll of her eyes. "Being im--"
"It's not." Naomi interjected quickly, breaking Emily off. "Besides, I need my cut to heal as soon as possible. We need to work on it."
A loud chuckle, merely out of amusement and disbelief, escaped from Emily's lips, surprising the blonde entirely.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Do you honestly think I believe in that TLC thing of yours?" She asked in between her laughter, throwing Naomi an incredulous look.
"Of course." The blonde answered in vindication. "Why else would I want you to kiss me?"
"Admit it Naomi." Emily goaded, her lips curling up into a smug smirk. "You're just making an excuse so you could kiss me."
"Hah!" Naomi blurted out loudly, falling into a snigger afterwards. "You're so up yourself, aren't you, Em?"
"You didn't deny it though." The red head teased, playfully sticking her tongue out at the other girl.
"Why would I deny something which isn't even true? It's a waste of time." Naomi watched as Emily responded with a soft chuckle and a shake of the head, her stomach doing countless flips and somersaults when she saw Emily tip her head up while giggling, the quivering of Emily's lips releasing a thousand fluttering butterflies inside her. It felt almost nauseating, the way her heart was beating wildly against her chest as she continued to watch Emily giggle in front of her, so fast that she could feel it clambering upwards to lodge itself in her throat. She swallowed hard to push it back as she was finding it hard to breathe, feeling the air get trapped on both her lungs when she felt her breath hitch, holding it in completely once her eyes met Emily's. Her brown orbs were sparkling so bright that Naomi could see her own reflection in them, almost as clear as a real mirror could be. It was such an exquisite sight that Naomi couldn't help the incognizant smile shaping in her lips, the odd feeling of exploding with excessive unexplainable glee lingering within her.
That look she was seeing in Emily, the way her eyes were lighting up, it instigated something inside her that made her want to voice out the idea of them actually trying. It made her want to just drop the act and stop pretending, and make things work instead, because she knew, deep down, they could work. It might be in some twisted or odd sort of way, but the important fact was that they were capable of actually doing it, being together for real.
It almost made her spit her thoughts out, witnessing Emily smiling at her, nearly beaming.
Almost.
But her words were left bundled together in her mouth, for there were things that weren't actually that easy to say, no matter how much you wanted them to.
She brought her gaze down to Emily's lips instead, and took another small, subtle swallow upon seeing it quiver a tad bit, later on finding herself edging forward so quickly to re-capture Emily's lips and lock it with hers. It caught the red head off guard, Naomi's hasty movement, that it took her a few seconds before she could kiss back, her hands crawling upwards until they've managed to meet behind Naomi's neck, her fingers entwining themselves against the locks of Naomi's hair, the tips dragged ever so slowly that Naomi couldn't stop the guttural moan escaping from her throat. Emily answered by kissing back deeper, smiling in between kisses with her eyes shut tight, Naomi's hot breath trickling her skin, causing goose bumps to rise all over her.
They were kissing in the slowest way they could, breaking apart momentarily for air, but leaning in once more when they've managed to catch a lungful, enough for them to spend it again.
Emily was well aware of Naomi's arms coiling tighter around her waist, and a small squeal broke forth her throat when she felt that she was being heaved up from the couch while Naomi's kisses muffled the noise entirely as they both shuffled on the seat. She found herself sitting on Naomi's lap, with the blonde's hands now traveling up and down the whole length of her back, Naomi's fingertips grazing her shirt covered skin as she held her tighter. She gasped loudly when she felt the nimble fingers brush accidentally against the slightly bared skin along her waist, the sharp sound causing Naomi to slow down into a complete stop and pull away, much to her regret.
"Sorry." She heard Naomi whisper, letting out a deep sigh which Emily didn't know if it was one of pure disappointment, or regret because, maybe, they had taken things a bit too far. She caught her bottom lip in between her teeth and clambered down from Naomi's lap, settling back to the couch, her head hanging low as she refused to meet Naomi's eyes once more, because, really, how could she? After all that had happened, she's pretty sure she won't be able to look at Naomi without blushing real bad.
"I-I think that got a little out of--" The red head stammered, her eyes focused on her fidgeting fingers as she tried her hardest to push the words out, breaking off when she felt Naomi's side of the couch shift weight.
"Em."
She slowly lifted her head and looked at Naomi expectantly. "Yeah?"
"D-Do you think--" The blonde paused as she cleared her throat, completely unaware that she was edging closer. "I mean--" She wasn't able to finish what she was about to say for she was already drawn to Emily's lips, the words left unsaid as her lips met the red head's in a chaste but lingering kiss.
"Oh." It came out so low, almost like a tiny squeak, her bottom lip caught once again between her teeth when Naomi finally pulled back. Emily cleared her throat, feeling her heart lodge itself in the middle with its frantic loud beating, her surprised eyes trained on Naomi's own.
It was the blonde who averted her gaze first, sitting in awful silence with her eyes glued on the floor. Now that her head was no longer hazy, her thoughts no longer spinning in a daze, it dawned on her, the extent of what had just happened between them. It clearly wasn't a mistake, because they both wanted it, too invested in it to be considered as a mere slip. But she didn't know what to call it either. Chancing a glance to Emily, she let out a deep breath as she brought her gaze back to the floor, her mind working out on the things she could possibly do, the options she could take, the reasons she could voice out, everything she could think of just to get her out of the situation.
The problem was, it's one circumstance she knew she'd gladly get into again and again.
She lifted her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, holding it for a moment as she tried to re-arrange her confused thoughts. Suddenly it seemed that her mind was being pulled at a hundred different directions all at once, her emotions mixing with her head, clouding her decisions and better judgment of things.
Everything was just so confusing and with her feelings getting involved, it just made things ten times more complicated.
"Naomi--" She heard Emily call and she slowly lifted her head, the confusion and the fear she could read in Emily's eyes making her heart clench tight. She could see how frightened Emily was, scared of something she had no idea about.
And it made her feel a certain strong urge of kissing that fear away.
"Yes?" She softly murmured in response, seeing the hesitation dancing in Emily's brown orbs.
"Nothing." Emily gently shook her head and forced a smile. She wanted to ask, wanted to know what the kisses meant because she can't live by just assuming. She wanted to at least make sure of something, to make things clear somehow. But she didn't know how to actually ask, without sounding anywhere near demanding or stupid.
And she was afraid to hear it from Naomi's lips, if all of these meant nothing.
"Look Em--" The blonde spoke after a few beats, blowing out an weary breath. "I, what happened, we--"
"We can not talk about it, if you don't want to." Emily interjected, breaking Naomi off. "If you're not comfortable with it." She let out a sheepish smile, meaning it to be a comforting one though she was not sure if it appeared as what she had intended it to be like. "I mean, it's just kissing."
Naomi's eyes grew wide upon hearing Emily's words, feeling a sudden twinge rush through her chest. "Is it--" She swallowed as her breath began to hitch. "Just kissing to you?"
It took quite a while before Emily could answer, her eyes watching Naomi's expression be torn between anxious and pained. She didn't know if she should go with the truth, for it might cost her, her heart again. Though seeing a glint of hurt flash through Naomi's expectant eyes, made her decide to just push through with it. "No." She bit her lip as she tore her gaze away from the blonde, throwing her shy glimpses instead. "It's more than that for me." She added, her voice almost inaudible, the last words ending into a whisper.
"Good then."
She whipped her head back towards Naomi at breakneck speed, the blonde's words surprising her entirely. "G-Good?" She stuttered, her forehead growing into a furrow. "What do you mean good?" She watched as Naomi's lips curled up into a contented smirk, her eyes growing wide when Naomi plunged in again, capturing her lips, her question left unanswered.
Though Naomi's kiss seemed to be the answer she was actually looking for. And it was enough, for now.
***
"Katie!"
The older twin stopped on her tracks and twisted around, smiling as she saw a happily waving JJ running towards her. "Hey JJ!" She greeted back with a nod as she waited for him to reach her place.
"Hey Katie. How are you?" JJ cheerfully asked in between his panting breaths. "I haven't seen you for a quite a while."
"I'm okay." The red head answered. "Just a bit hormonal."
"Oh, you're pregnant?"
Katie nodded animatedly, her lips pulling up into a huge grin.
"I think a proper congratulation is in order then." JJ beamed at her as he extended his hand out for Katie to shake.
"Thanks."
"So what are you doing here?" He asked later on, attempting to make some small talk as they trailed down the path towards Emily's house. He wasn't really particularly close to Katie, even if he was best friends with her twin. "I mean, Emily said you moved out."
"I came here to apologize." Katie truthfully answered as she clasped her hands together while they continued to walk.
"To who? To Emily?"
She nodded in answer. "And to Naomi too."
"Oh, I see." JJ replied, his hand soaring up as he placed it at the back of his neck. "Did you fight with her or something?"
"Something like that." Katie shrugged. "I kind of punched her too."
It took JJ seconds before he could respond, completely surprised by Katie's sudden revelation. "Right." Arriving at the house, he pushed the metal gate open and gestured his hand towards the older twin, telling her to step in first before following. "Katie." He softly called out.
Katie halted and peered over her shoulder. "Yeah?"
"Before we ring the door bell, I wanna ask you something."
"Go on." The red head nodded, encouraging JJ to continue.
"D-Did you happen to know about the contract?" He asked hesitatingly, his eyes squinting a little as he said the words.
"Contract?" Katie repeated, her brow arching up in wonder of what JJ was even babbling about. "What contract?"
JJ heaved a deep sigh before lifting his hand up to show the brown envelope he was holding. Funny, Katie didn't see it earlier. "This is Emily's." He started and turned the envelope over, pulling out a piece of paper and placing it on top. "She left it when she went to my house a week ago." He paused as he watched Katie turn around and make her way towards him. "I accidentally knocked this out of the cabinet and the papers fell on the floor. When I picked them up to arrange them, I saw this." He lifted the paper and slipped it carefully between his fingers to show it to the red head.
Katie's eyes moved to and fro while she read what was scribbled on the thin sheet out loud, her mouth hanging agape as soon as she finished. "I-I can't believe this." She released the paper from her hand, dropping it as if it was burning under her touch. "H-how could something like this happen?" She gasped sharply, looking at JJ like he knew the answer, with utter disbelief evident in her eyes.
"Bugger." JJ blurted out as it dawned on him that Katie didn't know anything about it, that the possibility of nobody knowing about the contract still existed, and he might have just actually ruined it. He swallowed hard, scrambling on his feet at once when he saw Katie marching down the front door, her fingers instantaneously reaching for the door bell, pressing it a number of times consecutively that it sounded pretty much annoying to the ears. He stood beside her nervously, fumbling with the paper as he tried to slip it inside the envelope again, securing it under his arms once he'd successfully placed it back. He shut his eyes tight and let his free hand run through his hair, knotting his fingers against the brown curls, pulling them from time to time as he felt the guilt rush through him. He may have actually caused a big problem this time. He could hear the approaching footsteps nearing to the door and he felt himself fidget beside a still shocked Katie, surreptitiously praying that it's Emily who gets to open for them, for he didn't know if he could take Naomi's wrath once it began.
JJ and Katie were too flustered to notice one figure hovering by the gate, hearing the whole conversation loud and clear as ever.