Secretly Loving Her

Author: PurpleGlow-Sticks

Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. If I did; my life would be complete ^_^

Summary: Emily and Naomi have been best friends since middle school. They did everything together; talked about everything and gave each other advice. They were practically joined at the hip. Emily's gay, Naomi's straight, but she doesn't care about who her best friend likes. Naomi stands by Emily when she needs it the most; unlike her homophobic family. They were each other's life line; their shield from anything bad. But all of that changed when someone dropped a bomb shell.. Leaving one of them shocked, the other heartbroken and both of them scared.

AN: Right, so I've decided to re-write this story and re-post the chapters. The storyline hasn't changed and if you don't really want to read all of this again, then just skip to chapter 5. The way I've done this is I've made it all in first person, with several characters POV's and I've also combined the older chapters to make them slightly longer:
Old chapter 1 and 2 = now chapter 1
Old chapter 3 and 4 = now chapter 2
Old chapter 5 and 6 = now chapter 3
Old chapter 7 and 8 = now chapter 4
And then the new chapter is chapter 5 (:

Chapter One

"Love is like a merry-go round. You can't get off until it stops. But, what if it doesn't stop? What if it keeps going round and round and round? Love is like that; it looks fun, exciting. But sometimes you find that it makes you sick. Sometimes, it breaks down and you can't get off. Love is like a merry-go-round, and I shouldn't get on it, but I can't help myself.. I just can't."

EMILY'S POV

I sat in complete silence, my chocolate brown eyes staring right at the wide screen TV that was a few meters before me, but I wasn't actually watching what was going on the screen, I was too busy getting lost in my thoughts to actually pay any attention to it. It was a chick flick, one with the sappy, lovey dovey ending where everyone lives happily ever after. It made me want to gag, to be completely honest. My gaze slowly travelled up from the screen slightly to three green numbers and I sighed deeply after reading them. 5:01pm. My eyes slid closed and I exhaled softly. 30 more minutes of this hell before she was here, I could take that. Just half an hour.

I reopened my eyes and glanced around the room, another me sat on the other side of the couch, her own brown eyes glued to the TV screen and her face full of excitement and worry, though I don't know why, she's seen this movie countless times. I rolled my eyes at my twin sister and sighed deeply as I glanced back up at the clock on the DVD player. 5:03pm. I have to hold in a groan of annoyance and mentally damned the clock to hell for being so slow.

I decided, seeing as I had a bloody life time until she got here, I closed my brown eyes and let out another soft sigh. My head fell slowly back onto the couch and I soon drifted off into a soft sleep, which felt like I'd only just fell into when I felt hands on my shoulders and someone yelling at me. "Emily you fucking cow, wake up!" The voice shouted, that sounded very much like mine only not as low and husky.

I let out a loud groan before I felt a sharp pain on my bare thigh and I jumped up with a cry. "Fuck!" My eyes scanned around the room to find Katie Fitch standing a few centimetres away from me with a frown on her face. "The fuck did you do that for?" I cried, all the while rubbing the now red hand print on my white thigh.

"You wouldn't wake up, and Naomi's at the door." She said in a bitchy tone that made me want to just grab around her neck and strangle her to death. I glared at her before getting up off the couch and storming from the room. My bad mood, however, was quickly dissolved once I saw the flash of blonde hair leaning against the wall in the hallway.

"Naomi!" I squealed, most likely sounding like a five year old on Christmas once seeing all of the presents that where under the tree. I ran up to her, jumping up into her strong arms and holding onto her tightly.

"Emily-Can't-Breathe-Let go!" The blonde in my arms croaked out and I instantly let go and fell back down onto my feet, a faint blush spreading across my cheeks and I smiled sheepishly up at the taller girl.

"Sorry," I apologised as she sucked in a deep breath before wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into a softer hug.

"Don't worry about it, Ems. I missed you too." She said with a soft chuckle before pulling back and smiling brightly down at me.

"You've no idea how horrible two weeks straight with Katie is," I started with a frown washing over my pale features as Naomi let yet another laugh fall past her rosy lips. "What?"

"Emily, you live with her! I'm sure two weeks wouldn't have made a difference." The blonde in front of me said in a matter-of-fact tone. I simply rolled my eyes at the girl and shooting her a glare.

"Yeah, well two weeks with her is enough to drive anyone mental, and she almost succeeded with me because I didn't have my charming best friend to save me from the horror that is Katie Fitch."

As I looked up at Naomi, she had a smirk playing across her rosy lips and I rolled my eyes once again at her. "You really think I'm charming?" Naomi asked me with a wink.

"Oh, get over yourself!" I said sighing heavily and taking her by the hand, pulling her up the stair case and into a hallway. I didn't stop until I came across the white door at the end of the hall that had a silver sign on the door that said 'Sexy'.

"So, pick up any attractive girls while I was away?" Naomi asked me as she plopped herself down onto my bed and leaded up against her hand. I sighed and sat myself down on the floor, my back leaning against my bed.

"No," I said sternly, a soft crease forming in my brow. "You know I-"

"Yeah yeah, I know.. Effy." Naomi practically sighed out as she rolled her eyes and turned over onto her back. I nodded once without a sound in reply. "You know, you should really tell her how you feel, I mean, you never know, right? She could even like you back."

I couldn't help the sarcastic laugh that left my lips as soon as Naomi had finished speaking. "I highly doubt that, Naomi Campbell." I said in a warning tone, she knew I hated talking about my feelings about Effy. Naomi frowned and leaned closer to me, her hot breath on my face, though my own seemed to have gotten caught in my throat.

"You'll never know, Miss Fitch, unless you go for it." She said, the last three words a little more stern then the rest. Once the blonde moved away from my face, I could breathe again and I frowned deeply. Naomi sat staring at me for my response and I shook my head before replying.

"I'll tell her when collage goes back,"

"Good."

"Maybe."

"Emily!" Naomi groaned, throwing her head back so her blue eyes where looking up t the ceiling, letting out a light laugh.

"What's so funny?" I asked, clearly confused as to why on earth she was laughing in a situation like this.

"You." She answered, poking my small button nose as she said it, this made me frown all the more, I hated being called cute, it made me sound like a five year old.

"I am not!" I cried in a defensive tone, making Naomi laugh all the more harder.

"Are too!" Naomi yelled back with a laugh.

"I am not!"

"You so are!" Naomi laughed again, then squealed as I jumped up from the floor and onto the bed, pinning the taller girl's over her head with my hands, I smirked as she tried to get free from underneath me.

"Am. Not." I spat out, each word I got closer to her face.

Naomi bit down on her bottom lip, trying to hold in a laugh. "Okay fine." She gave in and I beamed a bright smile of victory. "I'm only giving in because I love you and I don't want to argue with you!" The blonde protested.

I frowned softly as my victory was taken away from me and Naomi took the opportunity to flip us over so I ended up underneath the blonde girl. "I got you now!"

NAOMI'S POV

Every time Emily invited me over to stay the night, Katie would either piss off to her best buddy, Effy Stonem's house and won't return for several days, or Effy would come over here.

I hated it when Effy stayed over here, because the older twin would then kick me and Emily out of their room and we'd have to stay down stairs, not even in the guest room because it only had one bed, a double bed and Emily's mum would freak out if she ever found out, or actually found us sleeping in the same bed. Not that I really minded, I mean, we got the TV.. But then we would also have no privacy at all, and that's what really got to me.

Emily, on the other hand, loved it when ever Effy stayed over. Not only did she get to stare at her for hours on end, Effy also slept in her bed for however long she was at the Fitch's house for.

Emily pulled a few spare blankets down the stair case with a massive grin on her face that made her look like a complete idiot. I honestly didn't know whether it was because I was finally back from holiday, or if it was that Effy had smiled at her. I was hoping for the first guess.

Once we were all set up down stairs, Emily was laying on the spare mattress that Jenna had given us while I sat myself down on the couch, wrapping myself up in the blankets that I'd be using. We would have pulled out the bed that was in the couch and both of us just use that, but that'd be as pointless as using the guest bedroom.

I looked across the room to the grey duffle bag that sat in the corner, near the TV cabinet and a grin formed on my lips. Emily noticed and sent me a curious glance.

"What?" She asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Care for an action movie? I thought I'd be nice and bring you something other than a chick flick." I said with a one shouldered shrug as Emily got to her feet.

"Oh my God, I love you!" She squealed and ran over to the duffle bag on the floor. Emily's hands dove in and started pulling some out. It made me laugh, Emily was so cute when she got excited, she was also very cute when she was angry, or.. Well to be honest, she was cute all the time. I smiled softly as she moved her hand around quickly, pulling out and throwing around the cases.

"Easy tiger," I said with a chuckle, though Emily didn't reply, she just continued to look through the bag until she found what she was looking for.

"Naomi, I've got three words for you; Die Hard 4." She said with a grin. I shook my head before letting it fall back and let out a laugh.

"Technically it's two words and a number.."

Emily just glared at me with a pout. I then threw her arms up as a peace offering. "Okay okay.. Put your movie on."

I grinned madly as Emily rose from the floor and skipped over to the DVD player. She pressed the ON button then ejected the crappy romance flick that was in the slot from before.. Emily then grabbed the remote and jumped down onto the lounge with me. My arm automatically lifted up for Emily to lean against me and as the smaller girl placed her head on my shoulder, I grabbed the black remote from the arm rest pressed play, and they began the hardcore action movie.

EFFY'S POV

"Truth or dare?" Katie asked me from across the room. I was seated on Emily's bed, the poor love sick twin that had been chasing after me for three years. I knew exactly how she felt about me, and I didn't feel anything for her, but I knew someone who did and I was going to something about it.. My way. I lifted my gaze up from the half empty bottle of vodka that sat between my thighs and smirked, my electric blue eyes boring into Katie's chocolate brown gaze. "Dare," I said with a challenging look.

"Right." The redhead replied with a somewhat blank look on her face, clearly out of ideas for me. We had been at this damn game since we kicked Emily and Naomi out of the room and opened the bottle of Vodka and lit up the spiffs that I had kindly brought over.

"Come on, Katie." I said, sarcasm dripping from my words. "Not getting any younger here." My dark face was then graced with the one and only, 'Stonem Smirk'.

" I've got nothing, alright!" Katie answered with a sigh, her brown eyes looking down at the floor but looked up rather quickly as she heard laughing. "What the fuck are you laughing at?"

I placed the clear bottle to her lips and took a mouthful of the burning liquid, my eyes never leaving Katie's. "You." I replied, smirking. I then screwed the lid back on the bottle and chucked it over the room to the older twin. "You're funny when you're pissed off."

"Fuck you, Stonem." Katie said with a playful grin.