Hey guys! Quick update for you because I can't sleep. Shocker, I know. But! Here is Chapter 14 for you! As always, thank you so much for reading, reviewing, following... Oh! and favourite-ing!
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That's not even a word is it...
"Alright Ef, I told you about my night. Now spill the beans, chop chop"
I was NOT going to let Effy slink away to bed before telling me what happened to her tonight. Just when I thought this night couldn't get any worse... wierd... rediculous... Effy drops a bombshell. 'I met someone' was all she said. She may not say much, but this is like a scream in your face. She looks at me, and for the first time she looks almost... nervous. Like a kid getting their first picture taken, or going to a job interview for your dream career. She looks around the room a bit before looking back down at her hands, and when she starts wringing them together I've lost my patience.
"Fair is fair Ef. Now spit it out"
"I met someone."
"...Yeah, you said that"
"Well what more do you want me to say?"
Jesus Christ Effy, and you say I'M impossible.
"I need you to elaborate, Stonem. Like I know what the fuck you mean when you say that. I'm not psychic like some people"
She lets out a sigh and shakes her head as if I've just annoyed the fuck out of her, which let's face it; I probably have.
"I just... She... it didn't work"
What didn't work? She? And why are you studdering!
"What are you on about? What didn't work? And what do you mean, SHE?"
She lifts her head up at me and gives me a fuck-you look, and then takes a deep breath before starting what I assume is going to be a speech. Well, an Effy speech.
"I tried it on with a girl, and she wouldn't budge. Bought her a drink and everything"
I still don't get it. So I just stare at her. Hopefully she'll get the hint.
"God you're so bloody dense, Campbell. I hit on a girl, bought her a drink, and cranked the charm and seduction to 11. And I got fucking nothing! Not even a- ...What?!"
She stops mid sentence to comment on the fact that my mouth is dropped to the floor. First of all, I didn't think she was over men, and second, someone on this planet is actually impervious to the temptress known as Effy Stonem? That's impossible. Like, actually finding an immoveable force and an unstoppable object. The two just cannot exhist in the same realm... can they?
"I see you're just as astonished as I am then" She says after a moment
"...Uh, right yeah, what? Wait, when did you start liking girls?"
"When I started thinking that dicks were overrated and tediously predictable" She shrugs
"Which was when?"
"Last night"
Bullshit. "Right..."
She starts to smirk, and I can tell she's giving me a hard time now. So I roll my eyes at her and she lets out a small chuckle "I don't know, I just did it. I have before too. It's not a big deal you know, sex is sex, and beauty is beauty"
Okay, that's fair enough I guess. "Okay... So when you said you met someone, you meant your kryptonite? Or you actually like this person?"
"I actually like her"
Well, that was definately NOT what I was expecting.
"Oh, come on Eff. So you found someone who's... immune to your charms. Big deal. Don't mistake your confusion for actually wanting them. 'Cause I know you, and the second they give in is when you'll lose interest" Once it's out of my mouth, I see the hurt register in her face, and I'm not quite sure what line I've just crossed. But whatever it is, it seems to have actually bothered her. So I open my mouth to apologise, but before I can say a word she interjects
"Yeah Campbell, I get it okay? I sleep around, I'm emotionally detached, I don't give a fuck. I get it. But what I don't get is why this person, whom I've never met, made me want to hug her instead of fuck her. After a few minutes it stopped being about her knickers and was about doing anything I could to cheer her up. I don't fucking get it, she made me feel! Even Freddie didn't have that big of an effect on me"
She has never mentioned Freddie before, let alone said his name out loud. So the mere fact that she even said his name has me stunned, and the rest? I just can't register it in my brain. Effy actually gives a shit about this person. Yes, she cares about me, but that took years, and we're not romantically involved. Effy tends to be emotionless about romance, so where is this coming from? And it's really effecting her, because I've never seen her unsettled before. She has always been my rock, my constant. The one thing in my life that has stayed the same and never faltered. But somehow, for the first time, I'm seeing her as... human, not super-human. So I do the only thing I can think of, I walk up to her and hug her. And I don't know how it happened, but she put her arms around me and starts to sob. I feel horrible, because I don't know what to do. Effy Stonem, is crying in my arms, about liking someone? Jesus she is terrified.
"It's okay Eff, we'll work it out yeah?"
Emily POV
I walk back to the apartment and it's absolutely freezing. It's snowing big flakes, and if it wasn't for the fact that I'm emotionally exhausted, I would say it was quite beautiful. So I take my keys out, unlock the door, and walk into the house. There is a small light on in the kitchen, and I know that September must be home because she always does it for me. She knows I have shit vision at night, so she leaves a light on for me so I can find my way around.
I take my shoes off, and hang my coat up. Nope, she's not in the living room. I walk into the kitchen, not there either. The only place left is the bedroom. I open the door and peek in, and there I see September curled up under the duvet with her leg sticking out from underneath it. She still has her grey jeans on, which means she came home too tired to get into pyjamas. But she still turned the light on for me, I think to myself. So I take off my sweater, strip off my leggings, and crawl into bed behind her. I move myself up close, and wrap my arm around her. I push my face as far into her neck as I can, and I take in the smell of her shampoo. As I inhale, I feel uneasy. I smell something on her that I never thought I would; whiskey. September doesn't drink, like at all. She said she used to, but got into trouble because of it and hasn't done it since. So what made her do it tonight? Was it because of Naomi? Did I do something? Before I have a chance to be swallowed up by my thoughts, I've drifted off into a sleep I can only discribe as part blackout, part coma.
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When I wake, I can smell fresh coffee and cinnamon. I look around the room to find something to put on, and settle for one of Sept's white V neck t-shirts she has sprawled across the floor. I wipe the sleep from my eyes, and make my way into the kitchen. As I walk around the corner, I can hear some light violin music playing an introduction in the kitchen.
The other night
I had a dream
There was a world full of kings and queens
But it was cold
Dark as the night
We were the fire on the moonlit skies
As I enter the room, I can't help but take in the sight before me. There, in front of me and at the stove, is my girlfriend. She is wearing a black fitted tank top and the boxer shorts I bought her as a joke for Christmas, the ones with sugar skulls and Santa hats on them. They are quite humorous, well I thought they were, but every time I see her wear them it makes me smile. She only looks this ridiculous for me. I look over her shoulder to see what she is making, and I see huge brown buns that she is splaying icing across. There is a small bowl of candied pecans next to her, and as she takes a handful to place a few on top of the cinnamon bun, her shirt rises up just a little bit so the tattoo of black and purple calligraphy down her side is visible. She has a fair bit of tattoos, but that one on her side is my favourite. one of my favourite things to do is trace the letters lightly with the tip of my finger, and watch the muscles gently ripple and twitch under my touch. This moment, watching her make pastries from scratch, remembering the way she always makes sure that one of her shirts is on the floor for me because I don't wear tops to bed, the way that she gently kisses me awake if I'm still fast asleep and need to wake, the way she makes me feel like I'm the only one in the room of 1000 people; that's why I'm with her. That is why I love her, and that is why I do what happens next.
I walk back into the bedroom and retrieve a small black box from my dresser drawer before going back into the kitchen that smells of delicious heaven. September hears me walk in this time, and is putting one of those big buns on a plate. She smiles at me, and brings over a steaming mug of coffee and the plate over to me. She kisses my forehead, whispers 'Good Morning', and places the items at the table.
"I've made breakfast... well... attempted it anyways. Do you like cinnamon buns?"
I nod, and I can't help but smile like a goof at her, because she has always been an amazing cook. She smiles at me again and asks,
"Well? Sit down babe, come on" and she pats the seat next to her. I walk over to her, but I can't sit down just yet. I hold out my hand, and when she takes it I gently pull her up so she is standing infront of me. She is smiling and has her eyebrow raised up at me in confusion, and if the butterflies in my stomache get any crazier they're going to fly out of my chest.
"Em?" She asks
I tip up on the tops of my toes and kiss her passionately on the lips, and when I pull back I know I have her full attention. So I take out the box from behind my back, place it between us and say:
"I bought this a few months ago, and I've thought a lot about it. You make me so happy, and every day that I wake up next to you is... I want to do that for the rest of my life, you know? I love you, more than I thought I could ever love another person. So... here" I open the box, and finish my sentence with a question that can only change my future forever.
"Will you marry me?"
Oh. My. God. Can you believe I did that! I didn't think I was going to! But it is fiction and I did warn you I was a bit mental... But never fear my lovelies, I haven't forgotten this is a Naomily fic, I promise! But what would there be if there wasn't drama in these stories, am I right?
I'll be back soon, and be kind in your reviews if you decide to leave any okay! I know some of you are going to have choice words for me... Sorry I love you don't hurt me XO
Violet