Sorry I know I said Wednesday but I got home from work after the overnight shift and must have fallen asleep so today is the first chance I have had to post this. It's coffee time and just a little bit of fun between the girls as they get to know one another...
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Chapter Five
Two Days Later
Naomi
I spent the rest of Wednesday night just staring at Emily's number in my phone wanting to pluck up the courage to text her… I knew I was being fucking pathetic, I wanted to see her again and it had to be me that sent the first message. I must have fallen asleep as I woke up on Thursday morning with my phone on the mattress. It was then I took the plunge.
'Hey Emily, its Naomi. Fancy that coffee tomorrow, I mean if you're not busy or anything. N x'
I didn't know whether to put the kiss or not but I just pressed the send button. I don't know why I was worrying so much, I was only texting a friend… wasn't I. I felt like I was back to being a teenager again checking my phone every 2 minutes for a reply, my heart rate increasing when my phone beeped. I smiled when I read it and saw it was from Emily
'Hey Naomi, I'd love to. 12 ok? E x'
I replied instantly
'12 sounds good. I'll meet you at that little café round the corner from the club. N x'
My phone beeped almost instantly
'Sounds great, can't wait. E x'
Now I was sitting at my desk looking up at the clock every 2 minutes until it was finally time to leave. As I left Effy flashed me a smile and mouthed 'Have fun.'
I approached the café and suddenly felt nervous… Emily was sitting on a table in the window looking stunning in faded jeans and a top, she smiled and waved… I shook myself telling myself 'It's just coffee with a friend stop acting lie a fucking idiot.' I sat down opposite Emily and we ordered coffee and cake. I could tell Emily was nervous as well but she soon broke the ice once our drinks had arrived "Naomi, I've been thinking, if we're going to be friends we should know a bit more about one another… I mean all I know is that you're called Naomi, you have blonde hair and pretty blue eyes… so let's play a game and take it in turns to ask one another a question, and we have to reply honestly."
I smiled "Sounds good, do you want to start off?"
She laughed "Ok… so your first name is Naomi… what's your surname?"
I breathed in a little; I knew that would have to come up "You have to promise you won't laugh."
She looked a little confused "It can't be that bad."
I laughed "Oh it can be, I think mum had a problem when she named me…" I paused "It's Campbell, so yes my name is Naomi Campbell."
I could see Emily was smirking as she tried desperately hard not to laugh… in the end we both burst out laughing, she did apologise between giggles… I couldn't help but think about how adorable she was. I was only brought back to her here and now by Emily's sexy voice "Go on then, hit me with your first question."
I smiled "Ok, I'm going to be boring and ask the same…"
She smiled "Fitch… Emily Fitch."
I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at a Bond impression… it just made her even cuter.
She took a sip of her coffee "Ok, so I know your name now… where are you from Naomi Campbell?"
I smiled "Well I was born in Bristol but then mum remarried and we moved to Ireland when I was 4 so I guess Ireland's home really."
I was worried when Emily's face dropped a little, I wanted to reach across the table and take her hand but stopped myself "Hey, are you ok?"
She smiled slightly "Yeah sorry… it's just when you mentioned Bristol… that's where I'm from… I've been trying to forget the place… but that's a story for another day."
I quickly changed the subject not realising I was going to make things worse "What about your parents… do you see them."
It was like she completely shut off "No."
My face dropped "Shit… sorry, I didn't mean to upset you… I'm such a fucking screw up."
She quickly looked up from her coffee "Hey, no you're not, you weren't to know, I shouldn't have snapped… that's the point of the game to get to know one another… now what about you're mum, you are obviously still in contact."
I nodded "Yeah, I never knew my dad but mum married Kieran when I was 4… she was worried about me moving here but she understood I needed a fresh start… that's another of those stories for another day."
Emily nodded taking in my answer, she took a mouthful of coffee "Ok Naomi Campbell, hit me with it."
I laughed; everything seemed so easy with Emily around "Ok, what hobbies do you have?"
She smiled "Well I guess there is the obvious like listening to music, films, but my favourite thing in the world has to be photography… I did want to do it professionally but… well that's another long story."
I knew not to push it with her for now "Well you are doing better than me… now please don't walk out when I tell you this but I love politics…"
Emily smiled "Well someone has to I guess."
I laughed "True." I looked up and noticed the time "Shit, sorry Emily I'm going to have to get back to work."
She smiled "That's ok but… can I just ask you one more question?"
I nodded "Yeah of course."
"Well you know I work at the club... what do you do?"
I smiled "I'm a journalist for The Times."
Emily smiled "Wow, brains as well as beauty." She blushed "Sorry, I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."
I smiled "You didn't."
We left together, I wasn't ready to leave her company "Which way are you walking?"
She pointed in the same direction I was going, I smiled "You want to walk together."
She nodded "Yeah, I'd love to see where you work."
We stopped outside my office block "Well this is me."
Emily smiled "I had fun today."
I smiled "Me too." I paused "Emily do you fancy going for lunch on Sunday… I mean only if you want to."
She smiled "I'd love to Naomi… I'll text you; I best let you get back."
I watched as she walked away and I stepped inside the building leaning against the wall for a minute before finally going up in the lift… I walked straight past my office heading for Effy's. I walked through the open door closing it behind me "Shit Effy, you've got to help me… I don't know what to do."
