Hey guys. Yes I am very much aware that I haven't updated my other story "Just the Girl I'm Looking For" for quite some time, but then I have decided to have a new story as early as now. I have this story running on my head for a long time. But don't you worry guys, I'm still gonna go and finish the other story.

Take a Ride is a story between Emily, who runs away after being forced by her mother to marry a guy who is madly in love with her twin, and Naomi, who was on her way of finding herself after she was trapped with hatred and abandonment when her mother died. If you guys are all familiar with Tracy Chapman's Fast Car, the story will basically evolve on that song. This is another unbeta'd story of mine, so all mistakes can be blamed to my sorry arse. I don't own skins nor associated with it, sadly. I'm just an avid fangirl of the series especially when it comes to Naomily and Ceffy.

Saturday, Emily's POV

I really hate waking up to someone else's bed and today was no different. I could even hardly remember where I was or who I was with. All I know, is this bed isn't mine. I slowly turned to see if the girl I just fucked its brain out was still sleeping. Lucky enough, she was still snoring like a pro and it gives me a chance to sneak out.

As I slowly stumble outside, I fished my phone at the back pocket of my jeans. I wasn't even close to being surprised getting three different messages coming from my mum, my twin Katie and Cook. The first text message I opened was from Cook, my best mate since I can't remember when. The message read as, "Oy, Emilio I need details from last night's conquest. Meet me at the pub." A typical text from him. The next message I managed to read was the one from Katie: "Bitch, where the fuck are you? Have you lost your mind and forget about the Fitch dinner?" I honestly had to roll my eyes after I had read my twin's text. Lastly, I read the message coming from my bigot mum. Yes you read it correctly, my mum is a bigot she can never accept that I'm a gay.

I ignored the text messages as I drove off with my mope and headed off to my flat. After about 30-40 minutes, I reached my flat. The moment I hop off my flat, I immediately notice him and I once again, I had to roll my eyes. You all might be wondering who the guy I was referring to. Well he is, none other than Timothy or Tim for short.

Honestly, I don't hate him but instead I pity him. Why? Simply because, he has to pretend as my boyfriend each time my mum is around where in fact he is madly in love with Katie and actually their feelings are mutual.

Tonight, this dinner is nothing but usual. We have to pretend as a lovey-dovey couple which is way beyond my taste and Tim knows how much I don't like it, because he do knows that I'm gay as a fuchsia window.

'Hey Em. He managed to greet me.'

'Hi Tim. A bit early are we?'

'Yeah. Sorry for not even bothering to give you a notice earlier than this. But I actually came in here to warn you of something your mum wanted me to do.

My eyes went as wide as a girl's legs could go when I'm fucking them with the revelation, he just told me.

'Uh, what does my mum wants now?' I asked as we entered my flat.

'Believe me Em; I really don't want any of this. I am completely and madly in love with Katie.' I nodded to him, telling him to continue.

'Well, yesterday your mum asked me to meet her at a downtown jewelry shop and she asked me to buy you an engagement ring and to propose to you tonight. Em, what are we going to do? Katie doesn't know about this yet and I'm scared for the life of me of what her reaction would be.'

'Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck fuck.' I cursed like a million times after I have heard Tim's revelation. We both don't want to be on a relationship with each other, worst to be engaged and married. We need to act on this, before we head off to our parents house. The only coherent thing I have ever done was to call my twin.

'What are you doing?' Tim asked me as he saw me pacing back and forth.'

'I'm gonna need to talk to Katie about this. We have to warn her; pretty sure she'll have a decent plan about this.'

We arrived at our parent's home. Katie was fast enough to reach us and to tell us the entire plan she has in mind.

'You're still going to do the proposal Tim, but I'll make sure to interrupt and I would admit that I don't like you to marry Emily because I am in love with you, which is actually the truth.'

'But what if mum manages to protest?' I asked the already obvious.

'Well then, it's time for you Em to remind them again that you are gay.'

'I think that's the only way to fix this Em. And if needed, maybe you have to run away or something.' Tim said as he placed his hand on my forearm for assurance.

Once inside the house, our lunch went well. We had our normal bantering and the normal checking of how each other was this days. The moment mum stood up and asked for silence, we all knew that this was it. The point of no return.

'I believe Tim here has something special to say, to our dear Emily. Tim, please stand and do what you had to do.' She says without even blinking.

Tim stood up nervously, and moved closer to me and he kneels down. As soon as he knelt down, I could sense how nervous Katie was and I had to admit, even for myself I was also nervous, but then he needs to go on. 'Emily Denise Fitch, would you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Timothy Edward Allan?' before I could even manage to answer, Katie stood up immediately and protested. 'You can't marry, Emily'

'Why?'Our mum was so surprised that even slammed her fist on the table.

'B-Because, I am- I am madly in love with Tim. All of this is just a game. An act mum, believe it or not I- rather we are in love with each other.' Katie says in between sobs as a matter of fact.

Tim stood up and walked over to Katie 'that is true, Jenna. We've been in love for a long time now and it was so hard for me and the twins to pretend just to make you happy and to spare Emily with your hatred over the fact that she's gay. But, believe it or not Jenna, there isn't anything that could stop me from loving Katie and supporting Emily of what she really is and I'm sorry if I have had offended you, but we all can't stand it anymore. Katie and I both want Emily to be happy and all.'

Woah, wait. That was something me and Katie didn't see coming. Wherever that all came from, I'm glad Tim did that. He really is a nice guy.

Katie encouraged me to say something. 'That's true mum. I can't marry him, I'm so sorry if I have offended whatever plan you had in mind. But I can't marry Tim or any guy for that matter. I like girls' mum you've got to accept it and if you can't then I'm sorry I have to leave this place.'

'I'm sorry but you have to leave Emily. I have a good reputation and I don't want it to be tampered for having a gay in my family. I now disown you.'

'Mum!' Both Katie and my younger brother James protested to our mother's decision but sadly, there's nothing they could ever do about it by now. Even my dad, Rob went all quiet.

'S'right. I have prepared myself a long time ago. In fact, I was already planning of running away it just hurt to hear that it all came from you—Jenna. There's been too much venom with the way I have said everything. Without looking back and thinking twice I headed out of our house and slammed the door behind me, making sure some of the frames would shake from its position.

Two days later on Naomi's POV.

I was on my way to Heathrow when all of a sudden my car tire accidentally hit a spike. 'Fucker. How am I supposed to change my tire on my own now? I can't ask my Freddie to come down here to help me knowing I'm already 3 hours away from the mighty 'ol Bristol.'

I stupidly climbed out of my silver Montero sport to check the tire and to look for someone to change it. Unfortunately, there was none as it is already on the busy wee hours of the day. So sadly for me I had to try my best to attempt in changing my tire.

You all might be wondering why I'm heading off to Heathrow. Well, the reason is and as cliché as it may have to be, I have decided to find myself once more. I have been trapped with hatred and abandonment on my heart since my mum passed away four months ago. Since I don't have anywhere else to go, I have decided to move to another place and to start on my own.

Anyways, it was starting to get dark and still I haven't got the chance to change my tire when all of a sudden I heard a motorbike approaching my direction. As hopeless as I was, I have managed to check on myself on the side mirror of my car to see if I was pretty enough to be noticed.

Then there it was, the motorbike, rather the orange moped stopped meters away from where I was parked. I had to pretend of course that I wasn't waiting for that person to drop by. The moment the person was headed towards the coffee shop, I intended to block his way.

'Excuse me sir' I started with a not so interested smile.

'Actually, it's a miss.' Came her husky reply as she removes her helmet revealing her sultry cherry red hair and a cute smirk appears on her luscious lips. Fuck, did you just say that Naomi?

'Oops, I'm sorry I thought you're a guy.'

'It's alright. I get that most of the time. Maybe it's because of my tiny tits and I'm even driving a moped.'

'N-no, your tits are fine' I managed to tell her before I could think of it and she was maniacally blushing.

'Oh' was all she could answer me.

'Err—I hope I'm not in any way bothering you, but would you mind helping me out? As you could see I have a flat tire here.'

'Oh, lucky for you that I have came across your way. I actually know how to change tires despite of my size. I have worked part time on our family's car shop so it'll be—'she stopped mid sentence as she notice she was rambling.'

'Well, it was a great choice then that I stopped you.' I smiled at her smugly.

After 15 minutes or so, Emily—yes we already introduced ourselves to each other. Emily and I already finished changing the tire.

'So where are you heading of Ems?' I had to mentally slap myself for giving her a nickname too early.

'Ems.' She repeated as she answers me. 'I liked that—well, honestly I don't know where I'm heading to. All I know is I was on my way to that coffee shop when a beautiful and tall peroxide blonde decides to stop me and asks for my help and I couldn't say no to her even though I was hungry can I?' Emily answers me with her oh so husky voice.'

'Well, maybe I can buy you something then? You know as a simple payment for helping me out?'

'Thought you'd never asked.'

Hope the start wasn't too lame. Any kind of criticism is very much welcome.

-F