Summary: AU, pretty much naomi/emily with a few twists mixed in.

AN: okay, so this is my first ever Skins fanfic and to say I'm not exactly happy with it would be an understatement.

it hasn't been beta'd so all mistakes are mine, please please leave a review and tell me what you think, because I'm really not sure whether to carry it on, but i have a plot in mind and its a rather exciting one :)

Disclaimer: Obviously, i do not own Skins, because if i did none of us would have to read fanfics because i would have Skins on every day until the actors got too old :)

"Can't we just sit, for a while?"

"Yes"

Seconds turned into minutes for the two teary eyed girls. They are only connected by a tiny unused cat flap on the front door. It was 10 minutes before Emily realised that if she didn't move fast, this is how it would always stay, always close, but never near enough.

"Naomi"

"Yes?"

Her voice was raspy and made Emily shiver with anticipation.

"I love you"

Emily heard a sharp intake of breath from outside, and the warm hands that had been clasped around hers slipped away. A warm tear rolled down her cheek, and landed lightly in her lap. Emily didn't know why she was crying, she knew that this would happen, but deep down she wanted to believe that Naomi would be there this time, that their time at the lake had finally changed her. Yet how could Emily possibly break through Naomi's thick walls she had built herself over the years, encasing her like a prison, when she was a nothing but a mere doormat?

Emily reached up to the door handle and stood up, letting a small sigh escape then let the door swing open, a part of her still hoped Naomi would be there, with her cheeky grin and a hand held out like it was all a joke. She just stood there for a while, letting the breeze sting her tearstained eyes, and her hair flutter around her face, she didn't care who could see her, she didn't even care if she woke up Katie or her parents, she just wanted the pain to end, and it was peaceful like that.

She knew she had to move sometime, after all, nothing could stay perfect for Emily Fitch, not since a beautiful blonde entered her life. So she stepped out of the door and into the cold, closed her front door behind her and just sat. Sat in the exact same place as the girl that had held Emily's heart for years had just left from. If she squeezed her eyes shut and really concentrated, Emily could almost smell her there. Imagine her warm arm around Emily's shoulders, and pulling her in close, sheltering her from the breeze, so that's what Emily did, sat there, eyes closed, imagining a scenario where Naomi didn't leave, and they were happy. A few miles away someone else was sat in their own bed, imagining a different world, one where the person they loved, would love them back.

"What the fuck Emily?"

Emily reluctantly opened her dreary eyes, and saw an exact replica of herself standing above her, and noticed a searing pain in her neck from leaning against an unused cat flap.

"Katie?"

"Who the hell did you think it was? Did you sneak out? You better have shagged a fit guy else my lie to mum and dad was a complete waste" Katie moved her leopard print glasses from her head to her eyes, and stepped over Emily.

"Katie, what day is it today?"

"Christ, you were pissed last night weren't you? It's Monday, so get up, because Danny won't wait for you."

Emily cursed under her breath at the sound of that name, it was her twin sisters jerk-off boyfriend, a 'footballer' for the Bristol Reserves team, because Katie only drops her knickers for the best.

"I'm not going to school today"

"Fine, whatever, just don't go round to that dirty lezzas house, what's her name Noddy?"

"Naomi, Katie, you've met her loads of times, her name is Naomi"

"As long as she doesn't fuck me I don't care what her name is, okay?"

Emily attempts to stand up, but her body is aching from the awkward position she had been laying in all night.

"Katie, could you give me a hand?"

Katie lets out a melodramatic sigh, like Emily had just asked her to run a marathon. Nevertheless Katie lends a hand an Em eventually gets up and enters the house. Her feet plod against the wooden floor as she climbs the stairs then fall onto her bed exhausted. Emily knows she should probably go to school, but the thought of facing Naomi after last night is too much for anyone to handle, and one more glance into her striking blue eyes might cause Emily to crack.