lover - leah williamson

the after-effects and the lights

november 5th "21
newport pagnell, milton keynes
the yates household

Niamh and Lisa shortly made their way home after an hour or so more at the Williamson household. Niamh's smile remained plastered on her face the entire journey home, however shortly faded as the radio blared through the car speakers.

Holding her head in her hands, she murmured, "Jesus, please turn it down. Or off, preferably."

Lisa laughed at her daughter and turned off the radio, stroking Niamh's hand as she did so, "Head still bad?"

"Worth it." Was all Niamh replied before gazing out of the window once more, once again reminiscing on the night previous. However, her nostalgic thoughts were soon fogged with the idea of the pair being seen with one another in that bar, with those girls, doing that.

She sighed, mixed emotions bubbling inside her; she wasn't sure if to feel annoyance, anger, hurt, upset, happy? She was simply unaware of how to react, merely due to the fact she'd never been spotted snogging a celeb in a bar on a Friday night.

Leah just seemed so unfazed when Niamh had told her; of course she made sure that Niamh was comfortable and okay but, in all honesty, she expected more of a reaction from the footballing sensation, yet, much to Niamh's dismay, did not get one.

How can she be so fucking relaxed?

Niamh thought to herself and, almost as if by magic, her mother spoke up, "You two seemed to be hiding something this morning. Bit of awkwardness maybe?" She paused, a shocked expression crossing her face as she turned to Niamh, "Oh god. You didn't have sex did you?" Her voice quietening on the word 'sex', as if Niamh was 8 years old again.

Niamh chuckled and shook her head in embarrassment, "Mum, sex isn't a bad word you know?"

Lisa's face dropped in horror when she realised Niamh had, subconsciously, avoided the question but she was quick to clock on and mirrored her mother's expression.

"No no no! Jesus Christ no! We didn't!" Niamh shouted before pausing, "We just shared the bed. That's all."

Lisa roamed her eyes to Niamh, giving her the side eye and she knew exactly what she meant, "We may have had a little kiss, also." Niamh said quietly and slowly.

"The Arsenal jersey you are still wearing says it weren't so little, Niamh."

"Shit." Niamh muttered as she realised she still had Leah's clothes on and now knew she had to enter her family house with it on.

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Soon enough, the mother and daughter duo arrived back home, only to find it occupied by the two twins who were watching Brooklyn 99 on the TV. The sound of the door shutting was enough to make them both jump up and rush to see their older sister, dying to hear of the night she had with such a celebrity.

Before the pair could bombard their sister with anything, their mother was quick to cut them off, "Your sister has a very bad hangover so I suggest you leave her to it. Save the questions for when she doesn't want to chop her own head off." Lisa sarcastically smiled.

Identical frowns sprawled upon the pair's faces as they began to mope back to their previous seats before Theo turned to face his eldest sister, "Did you bang, Niamh?" He asked playfully before running back to the living room, knowing full well he would get a bollocking from his mum.