It Started With A Kiss. girlxgirl

Why can't things be just be simple?

Hellooo. I took a break and wrote this story slowly because I really want this to come out well. I've read so many amazing fanfics, and I want mine to be amazing too. Thank you to everyone who reads, votes, or comments. It not only makes my day, but makes me feel better about my various formation of letters on a page. Shout of thanks to commentors: Rousu23, jesseylol, and katietiani17. *salutes and goes to watch tv* 

 Naomi POV: 

“WHOO! Let’s party!” Cook shouts into the club. We decided to head to the club for Saturday night. It had been a long and uneventful week at college and home. My mother and I had a long conversation about being careful with my new relationship with Emily. She knows what happened last time Emily upset me. She understands the pain I felt after my dad left. She felt it too. That’s all in the past though. Time for the present. Right?

My beautiful Emily is grinding into the front of me, Effy is to our right with Freddie, Katie went to get more shots, and Cook is kinda jumping everywhere. Emily leans close to me and whispers, “Let’s get out of here.” A final smirk and wink combo is given to me by Effy as we leave the hot energy of the club. Immediately, Emily was all over of me and had me pressed into a wall. 

We still hadn’t slept together, so I definitely didn’t want to lose my virginity yet. We’ve only been going out for a few weeks. I know that I’ve loved her for a long time, but I’m not so sure if she feels anything. I swear that I saw something in her eyes when she moved in, but they’ve changed. She changed. 

“Slow down.” I ask her as I break from our kiss. She has one hand stroking my thigh under my skirt and the other is behind my neck. She backs off completely before looking at me with dark and slowly tearing up eyes. 

“Naomi, do you not want us to be together? I know you don’t want to go all the way yet, but can’t you trust me enough to know that I’ll stop?” she asks with a frustrated look. I was instantly sobered. I feel like a jerk, but the truth is I have doubts. 

“It’s just you have...and we could, but you just make me so nervous. That and I’m not sure if you love me like I love you. I love you, Em. And it’s as scary as hell.” I always have my heart on my sleeve when it comes to Emily. She makes my heart actually feel like it beats. I want to make...er...love to her. I just need time.  

She gets a blank look on her face before looking down, up, and then to the right without ever meeting my eyes. “Honestly Naomi, I’m not good at having feelings. I’m a hit it and quit it, or use it till they lose it type of girl. Yet, I find myself coming back to you every time. I’m sorry for the past. I love you more than I’ve loved anyone. Well, apart from Katie, but that’s cause she’s Katie.” she says like she’s in a daze. A few tears fall from our eyes as we embrace. The conversation dies off after her confession. We kiss a few times while walking home.

We’re already home and through the door before our eyes connect, and I know she’s being truthful with me because it’s back. Her spark is back. It was there when she kissed me at the party, and it was there that afternoon in the pub. The bright, glint of light that would shoot through her pupils and into my heart came from the firework like explosions resulting from breaking her walls down. She was letting me see the real her; the Emily that gets tucked away. 

I knew I wanted to commit to her in ways that I hadn’t with anyone else, so I asked her to go on a date with me next Saturday. I needed a whole week to plan the perfect lose it date. That sounds odd. Oh well. It would also give me all week to reassure and pamper Emily. 

I put the kettle on while she showered for bed. I was halfway through my second cup when she came down in a pair of shorts and a tee instead of her black dress. Her hair dripping wet. “Have you seen my dryer?” I shook my head and offered her a cup. My hand shook as I handed it over.

“Will you go on a date with me this Saturday?” Might as well pull the bandaid off quickly. She looked up at me quickly. It wasn’t like we never went out these last two months, but we never suggested it like a ‘date’ since we were already together. I guess this is like our first real date then.

After blinking a few times, she answered me. “I’d love to. Sleep with me tonight? I mean like in my room?” She’s so cute when she’s trying to play it cool. I go to take a quick shower before climbing into bed with her. Our bodies fit perfectly. Like they were made to be together. 

*DRUMROLL* There goes the mega chapter of a century! Trying to write long ones. Stress on trying. :D Lots of love. Also HOLY MOLLY to Skins Fire. Right in the feels.