Hey all I'm so so so terribly sorry that it's taken me so long to get this update up. There really is no excuse, as weirdly as it sound I'm suffering from having TOO much free time. Too much free time leads to me playing video games for hours, starting five new shows on Netflix, and watching an obscene amount of football. I start my last semester ever in about a week and I'll honestly be more motivated and have more regular updates when I return to campus. My house is a portal of laziness, puppy cuddles, and movies (so many movies) and then the golden globes happened, and then I had a huge basketball game to watch. And this chapter has been fighting me tooth and nail, I'm not totally happy with this chapter and I wish it could have been longer but alas here we are. Enough rambling, I hope you all enjoy.

P.S. I'm so thankful for all your reviews and follows! I will reply to all of your reviews tonight/tomorrow! I promise I haven't forgotten, once again just no motivation (look above lol )

Chapter 3

Naomi's POV

After my brief talk with Effy, I quickly make my way to the tube station, not wanting to be late for the movie. Or if I'm honest, not wanting to waste any time I could have been spending with Emily. I make my way to the theatre with time to spare and decide to have a quick cigarette, knowing that it'll help calm my nerves a bit. Even though there's no reason to be nervous, it's simply a bunch of friends hanging out together and enjoying a movie. Yeah, okay. I lean against the wall in front of the theatre and light up a cigarette.

"I think there's some kind of law about that." I hear Emily say to the side of me. I turn my head and look at her, almost forgetting to exhale the smoke I had just inhaled. She looked gorgeous in a simple loose tank top and skinny jeans, her hair up in a messy ponytail. I see her smirk at me and I feel a blush on my cheeks.

"Laws for what?"

"Smoking near the entrance or something like that."

"There probably is, I just don't care."

"You rebel you." I smile at her.

"I do what I can to fight the power." We both giggle. I throw my cigarette on the ground and press my shoes onto it, making sure that it's out.

"You're the type who would do stuff like that aren't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you seem like the type of person who cares about things. I can see you at protests or something. Yelling at the man while surrounded by a bunch of surly looking lesbians." I laugh at her.

"Surly looking lesbians huh?"

"Yeah you know, brogues and strapons and such." I try not to laugh in her face but I can't help it. She looks so adorable talking about the strapons with the slight blush on her cheeks and small smile on her lips.

"That's not all we do you know. There much more to it."

"Is there?" She asks curiously.

"Hmm. Much, much more." I eye her and see that she's biting her bottom lip. Immediately making me want to bite it myself. I put my lip between my teeth to stop myself from doing just that.

"What else… do you do?" She asks shyly. I smirk at her and lean close, a new kind of bravery suddenly overtaking me.

"Why so curious Emily? Thinking about switching teams." I wink at her and see her blush. She looks everywhere but my eyes, our faces a lot closer than I had originally thought we were. I hear footsteps coming around the corner and put some space between Emily and I.

"Naomio!" Cook screams and runs at me, pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

"Jesus Cook. You'll kill the woman! Put her down." Heck says, but I can't see him because Cook is too busy spinning in circles. Thankfully he listens to him and puts me down shortly after.

"Hey, Heck." I wave and smile at him.

"Hey, Naomi. It's good to see you. Emily has been talking about us getting together again for days." I look at Emily and she still won't look me in the eyes. I smile at him.

"I'm glad we're doing this. I wanted to hang with you guys again also. Though I have to admit, I never took Cook for a movie theatre kind of guy."

"Well you're right abou' that. But who can say no to Jennifer fucking Lawrence?! Girl is mint." We all nod in agreement, laughing and chatting as we make our way into the theatre. We get our tickets and walk into our theatre. After a little debate with the boys about where to sit, we finally win and pick a sit in the middle of the theatre. Heck goes into the row first, followed by Emily. I quickly follow behind her, not wanting to be stuck with only Cook on one side of me.

"I can't believe you guys wanted to sit in the front. It makes no sense!" Emily says.

"I totally agree. How can you say that these aren't the perfect seats? Right in the middle so we have the perfect view of the screen, but not to close so that we have to look up." I say, backing Emily up and continuing our argument with the boys from earlier.

"Yeah, that true but when you're that close it's like you're in the movie! Especially action, it's the best." Heck says.

"Plus, Jlaws tits would look tops that close."

"Fair point Cook." I say, much to the chagrin of Emily. She slaps my arm lightly.

"You are all insufferable." We quite down as the previews start and focus our attention on the screen in front of us.

We make our way out of our theatre, talking about our favorite parts the entire way.

"That was tops mate!"

"I have to agree with you on this one Cookie." I say.

"I can't wait for the next one, even though I read the books and know what happens." Emily says.

"That was so close to the book wasn't it!? I was surprised at how well they did."

"It really was. They did a great job." We linger a bit longer in the theatre, still inside the area behind the ticket booth.

"Well I'm ready for a beer. You ready Cook?" Heck asks.

"Yeah, let's get fucking mental!" Cook throws his arm over Heck and they both walk out of the theatre without a backwards glance.

"Do they always do that?"

"Yeah, they do. They do a weekly pub crawl after movie night."

"And they just leave you here?" She nods.

"Well what do you do then? Go out with friends yourself?" She shakes her head.

"I usually go home, put on my pajamas, watch some Netflix. Maybe croquet for a bit."

"As much as I enjoy a good night home, and I mean no offense, but that seems incredibly lonely." She shrugs, not looking at me and I can tell that this is a bit of a sore spot for her.

"Right. Come with me then." I grab her hand and pull her back into the hallway we just exited.

"Naomi, what- where are we going?"

"We are going to sneak into another movie."

"But that's illegal." I snort at her.

"Please Em, like you've never done this before." I look back behind me, still holding her hand and dragging her along, I see a faint blush on her cheeks.

"Wait." I stop walking. "You have done this before right?" She shakes her head slowly.

"No. I was a bit of a rule follower. Didn't really like to make a lot of noise."

"There's a first for everything." I squeeze her hand and pull her into a theatre, not even knowing what is playing or how far into the movie it is.

I look around the theatre and see that there is only a handful of people filling the seats, all of them sitting in the front.

"Amateurs." I whisper, or I thought I whispered, until I hear Emily snicker behind me. I look behind at her and realize that I'm still holding her hand, not even knowing that I was this entire time. I drop her hand and clear my throat, all the sudden feeling very hot.

"Middle aisle then?" Emily asks as she walks ahead of me. I nod, unable to form words for the moment. We sit down and see that the movie didn't start yet, we had somehow managed to make it into the theatre as the previews were playing. We sit in silence, watching the previews and commenting on what looks good and what doesn't. I see the name of the movie come onto the screen and I can't help but laugh loudly. I cover my mouth, unable to keep it quiet.

Emily leans over. "What is it? What's so funny?"

I wipe my eyes, tears almost falling from laughter. "Well Ems, you wanted to know what lesbian do, this movie might help a little bit." She looks confused.

"Blue is the Warmest Color? What does that have to do with lesbians?" I laugh again.

"Let's just say that there are some very intimate, very long scenes between two women. You'll see." I wink at her and turn my attention to the screen.

We make it through a large part of the movie with no issue, both of us glued to the screen. When the moment comes for Emma and Adele to get… intimate, the air between gets a bit heavy and electric. I look over at Emily and see that she is wriggling in her seat, biting her lip. I turn my eyes away from her, not wanting her to see me looking and face the scree, where Adele and Emma are still going at it like rabbits. I feel Emily's arm brush against mine and I tense at the contact, feeling like the slightest bit of skin to skin contact set my entire body on fire. I freeze and am unable to move away, but neither does Emily. I look at Emily and see her looking back at me; I see something in her eyes that I can't really read, not really having seen it on her face before. She looks away quickly before I can really think about it more. We sit throughout the rest of the movie with our arms touching; occasionally Emily wiggles in her seat. She's probably uncomfortable with all these sex scenes. Stupid Naomi! You should have taken her to another movie once you realized what it was.

The movie ends and we sit in our seats a bit longer, watching the handful of people get up from their seats and leave the theatre. I turn to Emily and see her looking at the screen thoughtful and quiet.

"That's it?! That's the way they ended it?!" I laugh at her.

"Well it is a French movie." I counter playfully.

"But there's no conclusion! Does she move on? Is Emma really happy now? Does she feel any sort of closure at the end?! Why would they end it like that?!" I giggle at her very heated expression and can't help but find her incredibly sexy when she gets worked up.

"To be honest I really don't know. I haven't got a clue what these directors are trying to do half the time." I stand up from my seat and put my hand out to her.

"Come on, let's go get some food. I know the perfect place right around the corner."

We make our way to the small little "restaurant" off of Farringdon, an area that I know like the back of my hand having once lived a street over.

"Farringdon Grill?" Emily asks hesitantly, looking inside the small two table building.

"Trust me, this is the best place to come when you want some greasy kebabs or burgers. And it's really the only place open here besides Perfect Chicken."

"Ugh. I had a chicken sandwich from them one time and wasn't able to leave my bathroom the entire night. So this is perfect."

We walk in and order our food from the owner of the place, who I've known for a few years now. He always gives me the family discount and I always sneak him the extra money in the tip jar when he's not looking.

We take our food and soda's a little bit down the road to one of the tables outside. Deciding to take advantage of the warm-ish night, knowing that soon we won't be able to.

"So what did you think of the movie? Besides the ending that is." I smirk at her.

"I thought it was good. A bit…" She looks around searching for the right word.

"Vulgar."

"No, not vulgar, maybe more in your face? I'm not sure it's hard to describe."

We sit in silence for a little while longer, eating our food and watching the late night buses role by.

"So it that was lesbians do then?" I snicker at her.

"Hardly. It's what one very heterosexual man thinks that lesbians do."

"What do you mean?"

"Well to put it bluntly the director was a complete asshole. He basically abused the actresses throughout filming. It took them over ten days to do one of the sex scenes. And the sex that they have is the kind of sex that straight men think all lesbians have, it's also obscenely long. He completely fetishizes lesbians and its revolting really. And there's always that lingering feeling that Adele will get with a man next, which is such a heterosexual man's thoughts, like they think that their dick can 'cure' us or some bullshit thing like that."

"Wow. I didn't realized that you hated it so much." I shake my head at her and take a sip of soda.

"I don't hate it. I can't hate it really because of the attention that it's brining to lesbians; with all the awards that they're winning you have to admire it. I just wish that it was even remotely close to the feelings that the comic arises."

"There's a comic?"

"Oh yes and it's very good. Totally heartbreaking, but really what good lesbian story isn't now a days? And it's written by someone within the LGBT community. You should read it sometime."

"Maybe I will." We sit awkwardly for a bit.

"The sex scenes were kind of good though.' I laugh at her.

"You've got me there. I can't say that I didn't enjoy them!" We both giggle and it seems to clear the heavy air. We finish the rest of our food in silence, but it isn't and uncomfortable silence. We get up from our table and throw our garbage into the trash can and make our way down the street.

"Let me walk you back, it's late and you shouldn't be walking alone." I say to Emily.

"That doesn't make any sense though, you'll have to walk back on your own."

"No, I won't. My friends getting off of work soon. I'll walk back with her; she lives right next to me."

"If you're sure…" Emily says, sounding skeptical.

"Of course I'm sure! Plus we get to spend more time together now." I bump into her shoulder with my own.

We make our way down the street, chatting lightly the entire way until we quickly come to Emily's flat. It didn't take long because we were already pretty close by. We stop in front of the building and stop talking and walking.

"This is my stop." I nod at smile grimly at her, not really wanting to leave her for the night. She looks up to the windows of the building.

"Looks like Heck and Cook are probably back. They always leave the lights on… really pisses me off." I nod.

"We only have one planet after all… plus electricity isn't cheap." I say to fill the awkward silence. She nods her head in agreement. We stand in silence, an uncomfortable feeling sweeping across the both of us.

"I should probably…" I motion with my thumb, the universal sign for get the hell out of here.

"Yeah probably… I guess I should make sure they haven't destroyed the flat." We look at each other for a bit longer, I bite my lip in an attempt to keep my distance from her and to remind myself that I can't just kiss her if I wanted to, nor matter how much I want to kiss her. I feel myself leaning towards her and I immediately jerk myself back, putting distance between Emily and I.

"Right well, goodnight Emily, I had a great time." She smiles at me and nods slowly while biting her lip. I smile at her one more time and quickly turn away before I go back and do something I would regret. Not that I think I would regret it at all, which would be a part of the problem.

I make my way to the bar that Effy bartends at every now and then for some extra money on the side. I decide to wait outside for her, knowing that she'll be out any minute. I light up a cigarette just as Effy walks out of the door, or rather glides out the door.

"Hey Eff." I say, taking a drag off my cigarette and turning to walk with her.

"You walked her home." She says, not even looking at but rather straight up ahead, like she doesn't have a care in the world.

"Why do you assume that?" She snorts.

"When do you ever wait for me at the bar? The answer is never. This means that you must have been out already and nearby. And all bars and clubs are closed right now which means that you must have done something sappy like walk around a bit chatting and then you walked her home."

"You're remarkable you know that? You should make a business out of this. You have to use your gifts and cash in."

"As opposed to using my gifts for good?" I laugh.

"Please, the last thing that you are is good." We walk in silence the rest of the way, simply enjoying the quiet comfort that Effy brings me. Before I know it, we're at our respective houses, I turn into my very small front lawn. Before I make it to my door though I hear Effy call my name and I turn around to look at her.

"You should text her. Coffee is always a good place to start." I smile and nod at her, taking my keys out and opening my door. I quickly make my way to my bedroom, exhausted from the night. Before I can fall asleep I see my phone light up. I grab it out of habit and look at it without reading the name.

I had a great time tonight also. Let's do coffee or something soon?

-xo Emily

I smile and almost laugh because she beat me to it. I was going to text her in the morning saying almost the exact same thing.

Coffee sounds great. Let me know when you're free and we'll figure it out

-xo Naomi

I toyed with putting the xo at the end but decided that since Emily did it, then it should be okay. Before I can put my phone down I get another text from Emily.

Great! I'm looking forward to it.

-xo Emily

I put my phone down and lay back down on my pillow, quickly falling asleep with a smile on my face and a flash of red right before I close my eyes.

I actually did watch Blue is the Warmest Color so I could use it in this chapter and naomi's feelings are mine but a bit toned down, I didn't want to ruin the movie for anyone who wants to see it. I will say that you should watch it and form your own opinion. I'm moving back to school tomorrow so expect more updates because I will have a million times more motivation.

And I have to admit that I haven't seen catching fire yet( I know I know I know!) so I just repeated what I've heard about it from my friends.

Thoughts? Reviews? Anyone else see BITWC and have any thoughts?

-Jess