so you may have read my other updates. I've had to change all chapter with song lyrics in by removing the song lyrics. So, I'll give you guys the name of the song(s) and what order they go in so you guys can play it whilst reading what's going on during the performances. If I didn't then the story will be shut down
In this chap it's Always Attract by You Me At Six
Cook POV.
I lay back, my 'ands behind my head and a beautiful, naked woman by my side. I smile up at the roof. If you told me four fuckin' months ago I'll be holding a weeping Naomi Campbell in my arms whilst my best mate runs away, leavin' me to pick up the pieces but then finding out she's the fuckin' girl of my dreams, I'd say you're off your head.
Yet here I am, naked...with Naomi Campbell (nah not the model, she's fitter) lying on her stomach, her perfectly shaped back facing me, the covers just covering above her waist. Four months Emilio's been gone. Four months that have made my whole fucking world turn upside down.
After the trip to Thorpe Park, Naomikins and me have been bonding a bit. Going out clubbing together and getting shitfaced. We ended up having the casual drunk fuck every night we went clubbing. Not that I didn't mind, but there was a tugging feeling in my heart telling me Naomi shouldn't be treated like this again. She needs to be wooed. So in the old Cookie fashion, that's just what I did. When she'd suggest clubbing, I'd get her to sit down and watch a film with me, just cuddling. I'd take her to the movies, we'd get coffee, heck I even went shopping with her and Katie.
When Em left, Katie warmed up to Naomi after Eff and I explained what had happened and how her sister just left her a complete mess. So Katie would occasionally accompany us to the trips for coffee and eventually the two became close friends. Katie is much smarter than she looks...NO JOKE! She really is.
She called me up on my secret crush on Naomi and convinced me to take her out on a proper date, she told me to stop all the causal fucks we had together and stop hitting on every bird I see.
"Cook put it in your pants for once and think about Naomi. She needs you to show her that she can trust you and learn to love you like she loved Ems. Not all relationships are sex based! Show her how much you love her" she ranted at me one night.
Katie was real sweet, she helped me with picking the restraunt, she helped me plan how I'd ask Naomi and what clothes I'll wear that night. I was so bloody nervous, fucking sweating like a pig. What I can't believe though is when she agreed to it. To cut the story short, we ended up making love...yeah you heard me, Cookie did not fuck, I made fucking sweet love with her.
Naomi is great, I don't know why Emily ran away. I know she was scared, Naomi was scared as well, Emilio was too damn selfish to see that.
My phone vibrates on the table, brinin' me outta my haze. I stare at the screen, squinting at the brightness of the light.
'Cook-need you to go to a meeting tomorrow in Bristol for me, Freds and I are trying to close a deal with toys 'r' us- Eff'
I sigh and send off a quick goodbye before setting it back down and turning on my side and facing the blonde beauty next to me. I lean forward and place gentle kisses along her shoulder blade, up her neck then across her cheek. Slowly her eyes open to reveal the strickin' blue eyes I fell in love with.
"Mornin'" I whisper, giving her a chaste kiss. Naomi smiles sleepily and turns onto her back. I kiss her again, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She brings her hands up to my neck, pulling me closer to her as she dances her tongue around mine. I feel my cock rising to attention, rubbing her thigh. Naomi pulls away and raises an eyebrow.
"Some one's excited"
I shrug "What can I say? I'm a bloke in bed with a beautiful woman, how can I not be?" Naomi smiles up at me, before wrapping her legs round my waist, moving me onto my back and straddling my thighs, her pussy hanging above my waiting cock.
I moan as she rubs her hand delicately up and down my length, lighting a fire in my stomach.
"Fuck I need you Naomi" Naomi smirks, she reaches past me, opens a draw and pulls out a condom. Opening it with her teeth, she slowly pulls the rubber down, her tongue following their path. I gasp out and the feeling, grabbing onto her hair as she continues to lick up and down.
Just as I'm about to burst, she removes her tongue and sits up. I'm just about to protest before slowly, she encases my dick with the warmth of her pussy. A moan sounds out of her mouth as I rock my hips, entering in and out of her. I flip us over so I'm on top and kiss her as I continue to pump into her harder.
"Harder" she breathes out. I smirk and pump harder, my balls smacking against her.
"I'm so close babe" I mean, Naomi pants, coming close to her climax. I give one last shove, hitting the right spot before she comes around me, her loud moans filling the room. I follow shortly after, growing as the rubber stops my seed from exploring her. I wait till we've both come down, before pulling out and chucking the condom away.
I fall down beside her, my breathing heavy. I open my arms to let Naomi snuggle into me. She places her head on my chest as I run my hands through her hair.
"Babe?"
"Yeah"
"I need to go to Bristol tomorrow for a meeting. Will you be okay?" Naomi raises her head off my chest and smiles.
"I don't need to be babysat Cook"
"I know, it's just I worry-" she cuts me off with a kiss.
"No need, I'll have Katie with me" She sits up, straddling me once again "Besides, we've only got about twelve hours left together, let's make the most of it"
I grin as she starts to kiss down my chest, her head disappearing beneath the covers. I put my arms behind my head and smile.
'I fucking love my girlfriend'
...
I get out of the cab, peering round at the club. This is where I'm meeting the guy? At a fucking club? I pay the driver and walk up to the doors. Beside is a poster reading 'Runaway Retreat Q&A tonight only' I see people lining up, bouncing up and down, talking animatedly talking about this band.
I shake my head and walk up to the bouncer "All right mate?"
"Get to the back" He says gruffly. I puff out my chest, trying to stand taller than him
"I'm 'ere to see a Chris Miles"
"Chris? Are you James Cook?" The guy asks. I nod my head furiously.
The guy moves his head to the door "Go on then"
I pat his shoulder in thanks and head on in. I'm shocked by what I see. This ain't like any normal club with sweaty people grinding against each other. There isn't any guys trying to get girls out of their league, no couples sucking each others faces' off. Nah, it's different, there are tables set out, people sitting down and chatting. Some are standing by the bar, chatting like friends. Then there's a dance space and a stage with drums, guitars, a keyboard and two mics set up.
I look round and spot a guy with slicked back brown hair and a black tux on. I take the picture that Effy gave me out of my pocket. I look between the picture and him. I sigh and tuck it back into my pocket and make my way over to him. He looks up and smiles.
"James Cook?"
"It's Cook mate, are you Chris?"
The guy nods, standing up and shaking my hand "Yeah I am. Take a seat" I take the seat across from him. He calls the waitress over and orders two whiskeys. He looks back around and clasps his hands together, smiling at me.
He just sits there smiling at me, I look round awkwardly before clearing my throat "How do you know Eff then?"
"I was friends with her brother, Tony"
My eyes widen "Wait, you're that Chris? The bloke who took so much Viagra that he had a hard on for fifteen hours? Who came into class stoned off his fuckin' face?"
Chris laughs and scratches his head "Yeah, that was me"
"You were a fucking legend at Roundview!"
"That part of my life's behind me now. Now I'm joint owner of one of the biggest toy retailers in the UK"
"How did you go from a fuckin stoner to such a big shot?" The woman comes back with our drinks and placed them on the table. Chris takes his and mixes it a little before taking out the stirrer and placing it on the table, taking a sip. I pick my glass up and chug it down, scrunching y face up at the rusty burn in my throat.
"Easy pal, you don't drink whiskey like shots"
"I don't fucking care, booze is booze to me"
Chris smiles and leans forward "Cook remind me a lot of myself when I was your age. Care free, couldn't give a fuck about anything or anyone. I got stoned every day, fucked everything that moved and took every single fucking pill in existence. But something happened that made me realise I couldn't let myself behave like that anymore. I realised I had to scrub up and do whatever the fuck I can to do good."
"What happened?"
"My baby boy was born. When I held him in my arms for the first time, I got hit by realisation. This little bundle of joy, in my arms needs me. He needs me to get my shit together and take care of him. Make sure he has the best life I can give him, a better life than the shitty one I had, I need to show him that he shouldn't make the mistakes I made, teach him all the things right and wrong. I realized, I can't carry on like this if I wanted to do all of that. So I got myself my job at a local toy store, learnt the ropes of business. Soon I became well known toy store owner in Bristol, then one day, I got a job offer from toys 'r' us. From there, I worked my way up to the top...and now, here I am"
Chris gets out his wallet and takes a photo out, handing it to me. In the photo is Chris and a black girl smiling down at a little baby boy who has the biggest smile on his face I've ever seen. He has Chris's hair but the girl's dark brown eyes.
"One little kid made me realise that. Cook, I want you to see that to be great, you can't piss about all the time. Sure you can have a laugh and a drink, but you need to try your hardest at every aspect and work to have a good life, you need to make a good life for those around you as well"
I nod and hand the photo back to him "So this meeting then-"
"Don't worry about it mate, already done. No need to negotiate, I agreed as soon as I knew it was Effy's company. Tonight, we're just going to sit back, relax, drink and listen to some music"
Chris orders another round for us "Who's Runaway Retreat?" I ask.
Chris looks back at me and smiles "A fucking good band. Their lead singer is fit as and in a relationship with the guitarist who's also a chick AND American. Fucking Lesbians man! It's great"
I chuckle at him "How come I don't know about them then?"
"They're only recent. Four months ago they didn't even have a lead singer, but then they found the red head, who has the most sexiest singing voice ever. It will make you come in your pants mate"
I bellow out a laugh and looks too the stage as I take a sip. The curtain moves and a red head steps out. I looks over her features, big brown eyes, a small button nose, lips quirked into a smirk I know too well. Her legs are long despite her short-
I spit out my drink, realising who it is. SHE'S FUCKING HERE? Chris laughs and starts to clean up the mess I made.
"I know she's fit mate but no need to spray me" He dabs his face with a napkin.
I watch as she steps up to the mic, placing a small pale hand on the stand. The curtains moves again, three other people stepping out. A guy with blonde gelled hair takes his place behind the drums, messing with the drums set out. A girl with long blonde hair takes a seat behind the keyboard. The other two look related. They both have the same shaped face, except the guy's is more masculine. He has sweeping brown hair, reminding me of Freddie's. The girl has brown hair that's shaven on one side, the other side is gelled into a Mohawk with the fringe sweeping across her eyebrows.
She picks up a guitar whilst the other guy picks up a bass, placing the strap round their shoulders.
"How you guys doing?" Her husky voice fills the room. Cheers reply back. Looking at her on the stage, I didn't realise how much I missed her. How much I needed her there to help me.
"Awesome, all right, we're going to start with a little You Me At Six. You guys down with that?"
A chorus of cheers sound the room. Next to me Chris whoops loudly, chugging the rest of his whiskey down. I laugh at him and follow his actions.
The bassist and guitarists start to pluck the strings of their guitars. I sit back and watch as she closes her eyes and opens her mouth, the lyrics flowing out.
She opens her eyes and looks back the Mohawk girl who steps up to the mic, moving next to her.
I watch as they look at each other, making it see that they are singing the lyrics to each other. But I know that just by looking at her, she's not singing to this girl. She's singing to her, even though they are hours apart, she's still singing to her. My heart breaks as I take in her broken appearance even after so any months, she's still broken like she was at the station.
The beat stepped up, the tempo raised as they started to strum harder. She moves away with the mic, taking it out of the stand and jumping down off the stage. She walks round the room, looking for someone. Finally, she picks one of the girls. I notice how the girl she picked eye's are blue and her hair is the same colour and length as Naomi's is. I shake my head, for anyone who knew her, she's not being discreet.
She takes the blonde onto the stage with her. The blonde is smiling brightly, excitement in her eyes as she and Mohawk girl start to sing again, this tie she's singing to her.
The girl on the piano presses a button, then starts playing the keys, making the sounds of violins sound out from the keyboard speakers
A guitar riff slowly came in as well as the bass drum. People in the club started to tap their feet to the drum rhythm. She carries on singing to the girl, the audience join in on the song as well when it becomes heavier.
The beat slowed down slightly, she lead the girl of the stage and allowed her to sit down, letting the audience sing as she speaks to the girl. She then motions to the bar to get her a drink before jumping back on the stage and singing the last part.
Once the guitar and drums had trailed off, the audience cheered. They all bowed in thanks and started to laugh. She runs a hand through her hair and steps to the mic again.
"We would like to know if any of you had any questions or any requests."
I take my chance and stand up, Chris watches with confusion at y forcefulness. She sees me and her eyes start to widen.
"I have one" Everyone watches me as my voice sounds through the room. She nods, letting me continue.
"When the FUCK where you going to tell me you where here Emily?"
She looks round quickly and clears her throat "Excuse me a second" She says into the mic before moving off the stage. She charges towards me and grabs my hand and dragging me off. I let her take me outside. All the people lining up outside are gone as well as the bouncer from before.
I rip my hand out of her grasp "Four fucking months! You were gone four fucking months and not once did you call me to tell me you were okay!"
Emily looks at me sheepishly "I know" she says in weak voice"
"Why didn't you return our calls Emily?" she flinches as I use her real name "Katie, Effy and me had been calling you everyday to find out if you were okay! Katie thought you had died and tried to call the police! Me and Effy spent ten fucking hours trying to calm her down!"
"I'm sorry, I had to get away quick. I couldn't speak to you guys, it reminded me too much of...her"
"Don't get me started on fucking Naomi!" Again, she flinches "You left her Emily fucking broken hearted at the station. I had to comfort her all day, calming her down. She was broken Emily and you just fucked off leaving me to pick up the fucking pieces! She's only just got back on her feet Emily while you've been going around carefree"
"I had to leave Cook, I made myself to vulnerable again. I made a vow to never let myself become too vulnerable to ANYONE ever again!"
I feel my rage boiling "No you fucking didn't have to leave! Sometimes Emily it's good to be vulnerable! It shows how much you love that person, you obviously didn't care about Naomi enough"
Emily becomes angry "I DID FUCKING CARE! I LOVED HER SO FUCKING MUCH! SO I HAD TO FUCKING RUN"
I punch the wall in anger, not caring about the pain shooting through my fist "OBVIOUSLY YOU DIDN'T AS YOU LEFT HER CRYING AT THE TRAIN STATION! IF YOU LOVE HER LIKE YOU SAY YOU DO YOU WOULD'VE STUCK AROUND AND FOUGHT FOR HER! YOU WOULD'VE FOUGHT FOR HER LVOE AGAIN!"
Emily breaks down, tears running down her face. She collapses to the floor, bringing her knees into her chest and rocking backwards and forwards. I look at her broken, I sit next to her and wrap her broken form in my arms.
"I'm sorry"
"No you don't need to be" she whispers.
"I do. I was just angry that you left her. Left me. I needed you so much Emilio these past months. I needed you to help me with Naomi. I needed to talk to you about love. I needed you to help me"
Emily's head comes up from my collar "Why did you need to talk about love?"
"There's something I need to tell you Emily. I found someone"
Emily smiles at me "Wow Cook, never thought you'd settle down"
I smile sheepishly and shrug "Yeah well, I really like her"
"So tell me who she is"
"Uh"
"Come on Cook, you can tell me"
"I don't think-"
"Cook, why are you having so much telling me who it is? It's not like I'm going to hate her, I don't know her"
I scratch my head and look away from her big brown eyes "Yeah, well you do know her"
"Why will I-It's Katie isn't it? My fucking sister Cook? You've always disliked her so why are you-"
"It's not Katie, although we have become closer these few months-"
"Cook fucking tell me already"
I look down and mumble the name. Emily moves her head so she can lock eyes with me "Sorry, I didn't hear that"
I take a deep breath and lift my head, looking dead into her eyes "It's Naomi"
Emily nods and slowly stands. I watch as she turns away from me and stands still. Then, quick as a flash, she's taking off down the street. I stand up and start to chase her.
"Emily!" I shout out into the night. I watch as her red hair whips round the corner, the darkness covering it and taking her out of sight.
"Emily" I whisper.