Couple: Naomily
Genre: Romance Warnings
: So GAY! ;)
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Bristol streets were wet, so it is not strange, moss-covered part of the sidewalk and Naomi was walking to his home or as she called him "Shelter for Dummies", his mother a lot of people staying and Naomi forever grateful because his room was his refuge but sometimes dawned with an idiot unknown.
His mind was spinning but all stopped at one point, Emily, Emily redhead girl with whom he had kissed her twice but she was a girl and she was a lesbian, no, but yes Emily, the girl at the school that shared a bthat of MDMA, better known as ecstasy, perhaps the best kiss of their lives or were just drugs?
- "I came!" - Naomi cried without hope no one will answer. Indeed
nobody answered, maybe, but just maybe this time I wanted someone to answer, maybe just wanted to hear "Naomi", maybe he was in love, but it was impossible to Naomi Campbell, not that Naomi not fall in love and not just any idiot, not anyone fall in love with Emily.
She avoided thinking about Emily, but that was stupid because she always ended up thinking, perhaps, if he kissed her again would be safe from her love for her, or perhaps a bottle of Vodka would forget.
The redhead was not perfecta, sometimes a little awkward, it was very naive and was afraid of homophobia Katie, her sister's dog, but everything that made her more adorable.
Naomi for the first time in his life he cared about anyone else but her, was the first time he feared the opinion of others.
To the blonde was almost impossible to show love, as it was impossible that someone in Bristol natural tan, but soon Bristol should be a sunny city, because Naomi was about to say the least decircelo itself would have to learn to show love.
The next day he woke up early, and thank god it came with a jerk at his side, went to school early, walking, as washen redhead interrupted.
- "Did you like it when we kiss?, Ie twice" Emily asked curiously.
- "Ems, really not, ie, is not that bad kiss, is that" - Naomi said when Emily answered with a kiss, it was just a kiss was a message
"love me or love me", the kiss was passionate and at the same time was sweet, soft lips a constant battle, something, surely, again to the two girls, a warm kiss but with the cold weather of Bristol, a perfect kiss, a kiss that was the result of brownies with MDMA, was a real kiss, not alcohol, not even a spliff, it was a kiss between Naomi and Emily, a kiss between a girl who hated injustice and told lies about it
