DISCLAIMER: I don't own skins. Well, I hope I can meet Kathryn Prescott personally. :D

A/N: Please be kind guys. This is my very first fic. I've been a reader for quite some time and I have this crazy idea about Emily and Naomi being best friends and you know, the usual situation, falling in love with your best friend and the other one is in love with someone else. But I hope you give it a go. I'm basing the stability of the story to your feedback. Suggestions are highly appreciated.

Chapter One

Emily

"What the fuck are you talking about? Are you serious?" I was about to strangle all the food out from my mouth hearing my best friend asking some huge favor from me. Some of the pasta I swallowed managed to block my throat resulting for me to mildly cough out for relief.

"Do I look like I'm kidding here, Fitch?" she's the one asking a big favor from me and she has all the guts to act like a bitch. "Jesus Christ." She pinches the bridge of her nose. "I know I'm asking a lot but can you please say yes?" with those pristine blue eyes that looking at me intently? How could I say no?

"If I say yes, will you be my model?" a small twitch emerged from every end of my lips. I've been asking her so badly to be my model but she keeps on refusing my offer. She is perfect for my exhibit. Upon realizing that she will never say yes to me, I took a nip from my cup of coffee whilst waiting for her answer which I am praying to be the opposite of what I am thinking. "I'm waiting."

"Jesus. Please hold your vagina together, kay?" she crossed her arms against her chest. I could stare at her forever. She is gorgeous especially her eyes, fucking stunning. When I first met her six years ago, I fell in love with her instantly. I'm gay as a window and there's no question about that. My family is very supportive about it and Naomi knew it all along. Being gay didn't give us any problems for becoming best of friends. It's really fine with her but the thing is, no falling in love. That is her major rule between us. I was really devastated hearing that from her but it's better for me to keep all my feelings to myself rather than losing her forever. And the thought of losing her kills every part of me.

I was snapped back to reality when I heard her speaking. "Why do you always pestering me to be your fucking model? Jesus. There are so many people out there dying to be your model, Em." Every time she calls me that exclusive nickname, my heart swells. "Why the fuck me?"

"Can you please take a look at yourself in your bloody mirror, Nai?" I cock an eyebrow to mock her. Does she really need to ask me that question? It's pretty obvious, right? She is perfect. I shook my head in disbelief. Sometimes, Naomi is really stupid. She's beautiful but she doesn't know it.

She rolled her eyes. Very Naomi. "Back to the original topic. So?"

"If you say yes to the favor I am asking from you, my answer will be yes as well to the favor you are asking from me. Fair enough?" I finished all the remaining pasta in my plate whilst she keeps on giving glances at my direction with all those irritated looks on her face.

"Why are you making this so difficult for me, every time, Emily?" she shifted her gaze towards the counter wanted to avoid my stare. She knew all along that I like her but I never had the courage telling it in front of her. I actually don't like her, I love her but telling it to her means losing her forever and I don't want that to happen. I am okay being just a friend if it means I can be with her. "This would be the last favor I will ask from you."

I smiled at her. She is really desperate to have my answer on her side. "Say yes to me first Naomi."

"Fuck it." she hisses.

"Sorry? What was that again?" I leaned my right ear closer to her for me to catch the word she will say to me. If the table between us is invisible, I will surely meet her lips in my cheeks. What the fuck I am thinking?

"Fuck you, Em." She chuckles. Her laughter sounds like a melody to my ear. "You know I needed this one."

"So is it a yes or a yes?" I shifted my head's position. Though we are meters away, I can still feel the faint rush of her breath in my skin. I just want to close my eyes and get lost in it.

"No drooling during our paint session, my dear." She smiles at me. Oh shit. I just want to grab her and pin her against the wall and kiss her. Why is she so fucking beautiful? What were you thinking Emily? She is your best friend.

I let out a wide smile. At fucking last, she will be my model.

"After I confirmed that she loves me as well, we can stop the act. We can try it later because she's going out with Cook, JJ, Freddie, Panda and Thomas." I heard her for follow up rules and she seriously mentioned the name of our friends one by one. "If it wasn't for her I would never say yes to you."

It pains me hearing those words but what can I do? She set her rules ages ago, who am I to complain now?

"Understood." I was surprised I still managed to speak after feeling the pain in my heart. "I will be your girlfriend. For tonight." I wiggled my eyebrows up and down. I need to forget my feelings for her because I will be her fake girlfriend until the girl she really wants will have the courage to admit that she loves Naomi as well. Fuckingtastic isn't it?

Xoxoxo

Naomi

"Jesus. Em, please focus yeah? She is here." I peek again at the counter where I saw Effy earlier. She is with our other friends. "Emily. Christ, it's too early to get drunk. Effy is here so please, be kind and play the role we agreed to." I pinched the bridge of my nose because Emily is like gulping one liter of vodka straight. What's her problem?

"Okay, okay. Please relax your fanny there." She puts the vodka on the table and became attentive to me. "What should we do now? You're the boss so just tell me what do I need to do?"

I saw Effy glanced at my direction with daggers all over her face. From the very start, she's extremely jealous of me being with Emily, as her best friend, because she cannot get the thought out of her fucking head that Emily is in love with me. That's fucking impossible. I would usually laugh at her because really, that's not going to happen.

"Nai." Is it too loud inside the pub reason why I cannot clearly hear Emily calling my name out or is it because I am so head over heels staring at the brunette girl I am getting so seriously in love with? "Naomi!"

I tore my gaze away from Effy upon noticing that Emily is indeed shouting my name. I glance at Emily only to look again at Effy. She is irresistible. I was momentarily drawn off from reality when I came to stare at Effy's electric blue orbs. It felt like, I cannot hear the crowd shouting and partying around me because the important part of my senses is with Effy. Most importantly, I forgot I'm with Emily for a moment. Effy is really getting into my system. I can't take my eyes off her.

"Oh bloody eye fucking, get a room will you?" I saw Emily in my peripheral vision grabbing the vodka again. She's trying to go somewhere else and drunk herself to death but we agreed to be a fake couple even just for a fucking night, right? I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me. "What the fu-"

"We have an agreement, Em." I spun her around making me standing behind her whilst pushing her gently to the dance floor. "Dance with me." I don't know if I am imagining things but I feel like she stiffened when I said those words behind her ear.

"If you say so, Campbell." And with that, I encircled my slender arms around Emily's waist whilst I took glances in Effy's direction. I can see her getting so jealous. I grabbed the vodka in Emily's hand and took my part. Oh, that warm feeling I love the most when the liquid is running down in my throat. I was so busy dancing and drinking at the same time that I didn't manage to notice a slender arm circling my waist behind me tearing my body apart from Emily.

"Making me jealous, babe?" I turn around to meet Effy's lips in mine. That act made me stop. I saw her broke into a wide grin seeing me so stunned. I like the feeling of her lips against mine. She slowly pulled herself away from me and observing my reactions. She is about to kiss me again when a small strong hand grabs me away from the girl I love.

"She's my girlfriend, Ef. Stay away from her." that husky voice. Emily, what a great timing to ruin the moment.

"Is that so, Naoms?" Effy is waiting for an answer. "Are you two together?" I can see the pain all over her face especially in her eyes.

"I said, she is with me." Those words were heavy. It's like Emily really mean it.

"I am asking you Naomi!" it was directed to me. "What the fuck is this?"

"You never said you love me right? Why are you so wounded then?" I snapped at Effy. I cannot let her do this to me as if I am her toy. I love her but that doesn't mean I will let her make a fool out of me. I need her to say she feels the same way as I do. I need to hear it.

She is still looking at me intently with a tight line in her lips. "See?" I shook my head. This is really going nowhere.

I grabbed Emily's wrist and made our way out of the crowd, out of the pub. "Come on, Em." I was really disappointed on how Effy kissed me and then lost her tongue upon asking and confronting her if how she really feels about me.

"Naomi…" I heard her pleading for me to stay and listen to whatever bullshit she will say to me. "Naomi…" she called my name out again.

I turned around seeing her so broken. "What?!" I am really angry with all these shit she's giving me. We will do heavy make outs, kissing and everything then what? What is the real score between me and her? Am I making my hopes too high and expecting her to say she loves me too?

"Is it true then? You're with your best friend?" it felt like the crowd suddenly dissolve and the only person I am seeing is Effy, no one else. "Just because I am not yet ready to say it doesn't mean I don't feel it." tears fell from her eyes. "Fuck you both." She turned her back against us and stormed away from the crowd leaving me shedding tears of grief because my plan was successful but my heart was bleeding because I made the stupid mistake. I thought if she'll see me with Emily which she really despise, she will have the courage to tell me those magic words I've been longing to hear from her. I was wrong.

"Nai… are okay?" I felt Emily's soft balmy hand rubbing my back to comfort me about the heartbreaking scene she saw between me and Effy. I nod at her and she wipes all my tears away. "I think, your idea sucks." I saw her let out a small smile trying to cheer me up. "Come on. You need to get out of here."

Xoxoxo

Btw, I apologize for the errors (grammars, spelling, and construction) please let me know if what you think of this story or plot. Should I continue or what? Thank you. )))