Well, here we are with a new chapter of this.
As always, thanks to SpanishLily because she's the best beta-reader ever. Seriously. Lesbian jokes about cars included.
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Hey ho, let's go!
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8th March 2015, 18:39
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8th March 2015, 19:01
[...]
Emily was cooking their dinner. She was singing Pink Floyd out loud and she had stolen Naomi's tee again. That afternoon she felt happy. Relaxed.
It happened every time that she was at home for few days avoiding all the sudden fame that the band was adquiring. She was still that shy person who liked the little things. She wasn't made to be a Star like her sister and she was in the band simply because she enjoyed it. Making music, being a musician... it was cool of course, but she didn't know how to handle that fame.
The petite redhead preferred to make a concert in her own home while she was cooking than do it in front of so many people. She never thought that she was going to be famous, she didn't even like the word famous, in fact, but if Emily weight out the good and bad things that had happened during the year it was obvious; the good part won.
When Naomi walked into the kitchen and heard Emily singing out loud she couldn't help but laugh at the redhead; Emily blushed and cleared her throat. "I-I thought you were with Foster."
"That was like an hour ago. What are you cooking?" asked Naomi whilst staring at the pan.
Emily blushed again because she'd been looking for this recipe on the internet for the last two hours. Naomi's favorite meal; Chinese noodles with chicken and almonds. "Well..."
And Naomi smelled it and recognized that smell. She stared at Emily so impressed. "Emily, are you making-?"
"Yeah..." said the redhead and she turned around to avoid her. She tried to impress the blonde girl but now she was starting to think it was a bad idea because Naomi placed her both her hands on Emily's stomach and hugged her. The petite girl gulped, closing her eyes... it was so fucking dangerous to do that. To feel that. Every thing was so dangerous.
Naomi smiled and closed her eyes too, enjoying the mix of smells. "It looks and smells amazing. Thank you."
That whisper didn't help either but at least Naomi had now gone to her bedroom to change her clothes and Emily breathe-in and tried to remain calm but she couldn''t relax anymore, no, she couldn't when Naomi did THOSE things.
When Naomi just did that.
Emily set the table. She doubted herself; she didn't know if she could light some candles or not... she was dying of anxiety. "Fuck it." she mumbled and lit a simple candle hiding the rest in a drawer of the kitchen. When Naomi appeared again and she saw the table (and Emily serving the food on the dishes) she felt happy. She felt home.
They ate in silence, occasionally looking at each other. It was comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. "How was the meeting with Foster?"
Naomi stared at her. She felt lost in those brown orbs, so she returned her gaze to her food while she started to feel that her cheeks were burning. "Well, good. This tastes incredible, Ems."
"Thanks." murmured the redhead without looking at her. "I've been cooking it all afternoon."
That simple sentence, those simple words made Naomi have the worse case of goosebumps she'd ever had in all her entire life.
Naomi had enough. She couldn't fight the butterflies in her stomach; she couldn't fight that weight in her heart that was consuming her. She immediately stood up and excused herself to go to the bathroom.
She splashed her face a couple of times with cold water. She stared at the mirror and took a deep breath, pressing her hands on the sink "You're a fucking arsehole but you can't spoil this, Naomi. Don't fuck it up." She said to herself.
When she opened the door Emily was behind it with a worried face and Naomi sighed deeply. "Are you OK, Nai?"
Naomi shook her head. She couldn't be OK, she couldn't be OK when Emily worried...when Emily cooked her favorite meal...when Emily did all these things that drove her insane, so she grabbed her cheeks and kissed her. She needed her. She wanted her and she couldn't help it. "I can't stand it..." she murmured between kisses. "I can't."
"It's OK." whispered Emily, pressing her lips into Naomi's. "It's OK." Naomi hugged her waist and Emily pressed her against the wall and kissed her.
"We need to talk." said Emily between kisses.
"To talk is overrated." Naomi answered and Emily replied throwing off the Pink Floyd T-shirt (making Naomi to laugh and kiss her neck right at the pulse point). Emily moaned and Naomi stared at her eyes, bitting her lips. "Emily..."
Emily smiled, feeling the blush burning her cheeks. "I-I don't know how to do this."
Naomi caressed her cheek with her thumb. "That's not important. The important thing here is if you wan-"
"I've been dying to do this since the first time I saw you and we were nineteen." Murmured Emily, looking at her.
The blonde smiled. "Have you been hiding this for two fucking years, Fitch?" Emily blushed so hard and Naomi couldn't help but kiss her again; grabbing her hand and guiding them both through the corridor into Emily's bedroom. When she closed the door Emily kissed her passionately.
It felt like fucking home.
[...]
Naomi was tracing patterns with her fingers on Emily's back. The redhead was smiling, her body intertwined with the blonde's one.
It happened, it fucking happened! She was excited about it and she wanted to reach the highest mountain and shout it to the world: it happened. She was so fucking glad.
"We're twats, you that..." murmured Emily as she sighed.
"I didn't want to lose you." peplied Naomi whilst kissing Emily's shoulder. "I was so fucking terrified of it, Ems."
Emily stared at her. "Why?"
"At first I thought you didn't like girls and it made me think...I don't know, that you would freak out. I buried it inside of me but then when we started to, you know, to live together...everything changed. You were receptive and I started to go crazy. I didn't understand it."
The redhead smiled and she intertwined her hand with Naomi's. "Can I explain?"
"Of course." Naomi said.
Emily closed her eyes. "I fancied you but I didn't understand those feelings. I didn't want to lose you, either."
Naomi smiled, putting her lips on Emily's shoulder and kissing it. "So... you fancied me."
"All the time."
"All the time." replied the blonde, kissing Emily's neck and smiling. "Eff's going to throw a party." Emily stared at her again and shrugged.
"I don't know if I want them to know about us yet, Naomi."
And Naomi just kissed her because when Emily said 'us' life was immediately better. The Earth was a better place when her and Emily were an 'us'.
"OK." replied the blonde, hugging her. "We won't tell them, but..."
"What?" asked in a mumble the little redhead.
Naomi blushed, because it was a huge question. "I... you've said 'us', Em." The redhead nodded. "Do you mean-"
"I mean 'us'." Emily said, and the blonde kissed the space behind her ear bitting her earlobe.
"So..." continued Naomi whilst peppering kisses through Emily's neck. "We are together." murmured the blonde as Emily moaned and nodded. "Good... because I'm done, talking."
Emily turned around and faced Naomi and started kissing her. They stared at each other and Naomi couldn't believed it... it was happening! God she wanted it so bad (she wanted HER so bad) so she kissed her again and again.
The night was fucking young.
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9th March, 2015. 08:43
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9th March, 2015. 09:28
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9th March, 2015. 09:34
[...]
A Month Later.
"Can I talk to you?" said John Foster in his office. "Katie, Effy... you can wait outside."
Katie stared at her sister whilst raising an eyebrow and the redhead shrugged. She didn't know what Foster wanted but well, there it was. The other two girls stood up and left the little office.
"Well..." said Naomi, looking at him.
He showed them a couple of photographs and a printed paper of her twitter accounts. "Well?" He replied. "Can you explain this to me?"
In the first photo they were hugging each other in the street so close; Naomi recognized it. They were in Venice and they went on a date (a walk, according to Katie and Effy) but they were so discrete so... "She's my best friend, John." In the other photo, Emily was grabbing her hand.
"That's not the problem. I don't give a shit if you play happy family with her but the problem comes when people create a story in their heads." Emily raised her eyebrows too. "There are some people who are shipping you. They have communities created around this thing."
They stared at each other, Emily furrowing her brow; allarmed. Naomi grabbed Emily's hand below the table, squeezing it, and then she started to laugh fakely; and Emily knew it but she was doing it so well.
"Shipping us?"
John Foster nodded. "Naomily shippers. Hundreds of them." They both smiled a bit on the inside at the thought of that name, but they couldn't look so happy. It wasn't right.
"Well John..." Emily said shrugging. "Like Naomi has said, we're best friends... I don't see th-"
"It CANNOT happen. It just can't, don't you understand?" he said nervously . "One of you has to start to date someone because if you don't, they will grow like a plage. The publicity, the record label... have you thought about it?"
Naomi stared at him and she furrowed her brow. "I do not think it's something so exaggerated, Foster."
"Right now it's just starting but it's bound to become an issue really fast...and I don't want to intervene. You can sort this by yourselves but DO SOMETHING."
Emily sighed, standing up and Naomi followed her. The redhead mouthed a 'fucking perfect' walking through the corridor and Katie stared at her, perplexed. She went behind her following her sister and Naomi as Effy sat on the couch of the studio. "What happened, Nai?"
"He's an arsehole." said the blonde and Effy rubbed her back, nodding.
Naomi explained everything to Effy who just listened to her and when the blonde finished her speech the brunette smirked and lit a fag.
"I thought we couldn't smoke in the studio."
Effy shrugged. "I don't give a fuck, they can't take us out of here." The brunette was right so Naomi lighted a fag too. "So... Naomily Shippers, huh?" The blonde nodded. "Interesting. Wonder where I could sign up."
"Fuck off." Naomi said with a smile on her face.
Effy rested her head on the cushion of the couch, smiling. "Is there any reason why they might be shipping you or-?"
"Effy, Emily and I are good friends, OK?"
Effy laughed. "Friends my arse Naomi. If you want to lie to everyone I'm fine with that and I'll help you, but lying to me? It has never worked before, sweetie." The brunette's mobile phone buzzed and her stared at the little screen. "Fucking redhead... look at this."
Naomi grabbed it from her, staring at the screen and she swallowed hard.
"OH, God."
[...]
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2th April, 2015. 17:25
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"Why the fuck have you written that, idiot!? Didn't you hear what a word Foster said?"
Emily sighed and put her hands on the sink of the bathroom. "If I've told you...I needed some support, that's all Katie. I don't want to argue right now!"
Katie sat on the sink and stared at her sister. "Ems, this is a HUGE problem, don't you underst-"
Emily replied, with all her dryness. "What the hell do other people have to do with Naomi and I or the relationship we have? It's none of their business."
"My fucking God are you blind or what!? YOU ARE FAMOUS, EMILY."
Emily closed her eyes. "Katie please..."
Their mobile buzzed and the elder twin grabbed it, reading the message. "OK, I'm going to fucking kill her."
"Katie!"
[...]
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2th April, 2015. 17.39
[...]
Katie stared at her sister. "Do you have something you wanna tell me...?"
"We're together." mumbled Emily without even looking at her. "We've been together for a month now, Katie. I don't want drama and bad reactions, please. This is important to me."
The older twin was shocked. Together!? What did that mean!? "Em-"
"I love her OK?" said Emily, facing her sister. "So fucking much it hurts sometimes... I know that I should've told you about this but..."
Katie shrugged... "I knew." ... and Emily raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
Katie sighed, looking at her sister. "Do you remember when we had our interview in Scotland and we stayed in that dirty and nasty hotel? That night I had a massive argument with Eff, it was silly but I was... I was so pissed off that I wanted to talk with you and-"
"Katie..." said Emily, feeling the anxiety growing inside her body.
"I saw you kissing Naomi" confessed Katie and Emily just stared to the floor. "I-I recognize I was a bit shocked but..."
"Why didn't you tell me anything?"
Katie shrugged. "You didn't, either. I didn't want you to... to have a rough time... do you really love her?" Emily nodded, pressing her lips and her sister sighed. "Come 'ere."
Katie hugged her while Emily was breathe deeply. Emily cried in Katie's arms because the tension she was feeling was so difficult to stand. "Shhht it's OK babe, every thing is gonna be fine."
"D-Do you really think so?" said Emily, while Katie was wiping her tears.
Katie smiled. "Of course I do, but you have to promise me somethin'." The younger twin nodded. "You can do whatever you want in private but... you know...be careful otherwise, Ems."
The youngest twin nodded, smiling. "You are the best."
Katie giggled when she heard that and caressing Emily's cheek she hugged her again.
Yeah, they loved each other to bits.
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2th April, 2015. 17:53
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That night, Naomi and Emily cuddled on their bed while Naomi was caressing the redhead's arm.
"Em." The little girl stared at the blonde. "We are stronger than this, aren't we?"
And Emily smiled and kissed her.
Of course they were.
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