Hello once again! Thank you for your reviews and follows! It made me happy to see people interested and I hope I don't disappoint, so I promise this story will definitely get better. Now it's loosely based on the movie so it won't be exactly the same of course because I have to make the story my own and I want to get multiple point of views, but if you've seen the movie you'll see definite similarities.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins or the any of the characters, and this chapter is very long because I thought it would be shitty to split it up in two so I apologize if its too long lol! Enjoy

The Purple Passion

Naomi's POV

Get it together Naomi.

Keep your shit together.

I kept reciting Cook and Freddie's words in my mind as I walked up the drive. I was so nervous. How could I not be, I'm taking out Emily Fitch. Out of all the people she could be going out with she said yes to me. I've liked this girl for a long time but could never get up the courage to ask her out.

Everyone knows who she is at Roundview College, and there are many reasons that attribute to that. Well first thing you could notice was the obvious physical side of things such as how fit she was, and the fact that she had a twin but having Katie as your twin is hardly a bonus. Obviously Emily was the better half of the set because she was clever, fit, and she was kind. She never looked down on anyone even though she well could have being from a posh family and all but she was never snobby. Emily was the most popular girl at school but didn't know it. She was friendly when we saw her around but she was hardly there due to her off campus courses.

I took a deep breath in and blew it out to try and calm my anxiousness then I rang the bell. When the door opened I introduced myself, "Hello sir, Naomi Campbell, pleasure to meet you."

Mr. Fitch smiled broadly at me as he said, "Call me Rob, sir sounds too proper. Nice to meet you Naomi, she's almost finished getting ready so she'll be right down. Now before she comes down here I need to tell you if you…"

Before he could finish, "Listen Mr. Fitch I know you love your daughter and just would like to know she's in safe hands but you can trust me so I want to tell you a few things about myself. I'm eighteen, I've been overseas in America for a couple semesters but I'm back now. I study and do well in school, so I'm well informed not to mention I kick box to stay in shape. So you can relax because your daughter will be in safe hands with me for the next six to seven hours."

I had no idea why I was just spewing this entire thing out, but it was like a fucking valve I couldn't shut off. I never understood why I did that when I'm nervous.

He looked slightly amused with that broad scary smile on his face, "That's alright Naomi. I feel slightly at ease but just remember I'll hunt you down like a dog if you hurt her in any way."

He looked scary but nice at the same time. He also looked surprised that I was so subtle, and I have to say I was quite surprised myself so I awkwardly asked, "That's definitely noted Mr. Fitch. So… is she around?"

Rob shouted up the stairs, "Emsy! And please call me Rob Naomi like I said sir makes me feel like an old man."

I heard a husky voice that was most definitely Emily's call out, "Coming Dad!"

Her voice sent shivers down my spine and sent my stomach into flips. She came walking down the stairs in the most mind-blowing black dress that just clung to her perfectly with black heels. She had a couple of white pearl necklaces hanging around her neck, and her red hair was down with her fringe hanging in her eyes. Emily had a gorgeous smile on her face as she walked down the stairs towards us. I was finding it slightly hard to breathe; she was just completely breath taking.

I was just wearing gray and black flannel shirt with a tight gray singlet underneath it with skinny tight black jeans and a pair of black vans. That hardly compares to how she's dressed, but I wasn't the dressing up type.

Before I can stop, it slips out, "Whoa." My cheeks instantly flush a bright red as soon as I realized what I had just said out loud.

Rob turns and raises his eyebrow at me.

Emily walks up to me smiling and asks, "Ready to go?'

Her smile must be contagious because I can't help but smile back at her , "Yeah let's go. Your chariot waits." I walk over to the door and open it for her.

She tells Rob, "Bye Dad I'll see you before dawn. Love you."

I waived Rob goodbye as we walk out the door and he has his arms crossed with his frightening broad smile on his face as he says to Emily, "Bye love have a good time and be safe. And Naomi, don't forget what I told you."

I nervously smiled at the man and walked Emily down the drive towards my 20 year old Audi s4 that I received as a gift from my prick of a Dad who left it to me to try and make up for all the times he bailed. Ironically he bailed two weeks after he gave it to me and I haven't seen him since. My Mum hated that I accepted it because it was environmentally unsafe and so on and so forth but deep down it was the last thing that reminded me of my Dad so I kept it, and she allowed it.

I shook the memory out of my head as we got to the car. I went to the passenger's side and held the door open as she got in, and I shut it once she was safe inside. As I walked around the automobile I couldn't help but think that, Emily Fitch, out of all of the girls at school was going on a date with me.

Emily's POV

I was feeling less nervous as I got into the car. If anything maybe a little confident because I heard Naomi's reaction to my dress and it definitely was what I wanted it to be. Her cheeks flushing a little red might have given it away a little too. Her yearbook photo does not give her justice, she's absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes are ice blue like the snow queen, she's taller than me but I like that, and she's blonde. When I walked by her I swear I could smell vanilla.

Naomi was very sweet opening the door for me. No one's ever done that for me. Don't get me wrong I've been on a few dates, and they were nice but no one's ever held a door open for me.

Even though everything was starting out alright I had to give myself an escape plan just in case, "Umm…would it be terrible if I wanted to go home early?"

"No," Naomi answered quickly.

There is one thing that I did notice on our way to the party and that was it seemed like I was slightly over dressed than she was, and she seems to take notice.

"Don't worry, Chris is a good lad, he's a good friend of mine and my mates. He likes to dress up all posh for the occasion, all of his mates do. But I got tired of being posh all day and decided to keep it 'low key,'" She finished off the last two words with air quotes and a smirk on her face.

I couldn't help but giggle a little, "I was wondering if I was a bit over dressed, but I guess I'm not the one who has to worry now do I."

She laughed, "Well I'm not too worried, Chris will be too fucked to care. But you definitely shouldn't worry about it, you're perfect."

Then she quickly added, "And besides Cook and Freddie won't be that dressed up either so I'll fit in."

I couldn't help but smile though at what told me. I hardly know her but she's making my stomach flutter a little. We sat in a comfortable silence the rest of the ride there. As we pulled up to the infamous graduation party you could tell it was in full swing. There were cars parked everywhere, and there were people dressed up in various types of posh attire either throwing up or passed out on the huge lawn. You could see that the flat was packed full of people. It was huge.

Naomi had an incredulous smile on her face as she points towards the party, "It's only half past nine and everyone's already pissed."

We parked up and walked up the drive towards the house.

I laughed, "Yeah looks like a wild party."

She guided us through the front yard towards the massive flat, "Yup seems so, we should go inside and assess the damage."

We went through the front door and the looks from the outside definitely weren't deceiving because the party was in full swing throughout the house. You could see all the neon lights strewn throughout the flat, and there were various kegs parked all around with the infamous red plastic cups nearby. The music was loud and you could feel the bass pumping. It was packed with people and surprisingly Naomi knows a lot of the people here.

Right when we walked through the door Naomi was greeted by a girl, "Oh my god! Naomi!"

She simply responded, "Hey you all right? You want a drink?"

The girl shook her head and we continued through the party towards the back garden, it seemed like she was looking for someone or something. The entire way through the flat people kept greeting Naomi expressing their surprise of me as her date. Wow, she practically knows everyone here. Katie made her seem like some loser.

The other people here were very nice. They all told me, "Nice to see you out, glad you could make it" or "It's finally nice to meet you." It was nice that people genuinely wanted to get to know me or were glad to see me. It made me regret not taking more on campus courses.

Finally we made our way out to the back garden where I can see a guy with messy sandy blonde hair, with blue eyes dressed in a fancy shirt and tie that is now hanging loosely from his neck and a massive grin standing with a group of people near a fountain spouting out a purple liquid that I'm assuming must be 'The Purple Passion.'

I'm correct because I can hear the bloke telling the group, "Alright you wankers its gotta stay purple all night. Drink up lads, it's the purple passion! Hey Naomi!" He shouts out as he turns to us.

He pulls her into a tight hug as she says, "Hey Chris! Pissed already, yeah? You remember Emily Fitch?"

They pull apart, Chris flashes me and Naomi a toothy grin, "Of course I'm pissed! We have an entire fountain of the purple passion so drink up mate, and we have the finest lager as well if that's what you fancy not to mention the finest spliff around!"

He turned and noticed me, "Wow I'm impressed, and the Emily Fitch, very nice to meet you. I'm glad you could make it to the party."

He gave Naomi thumbs up, "Top quality mate."

"I'm very glad I came seems like a wild night and I was quite curious to see what the purple passion was all about. Seems like that's what makes this all memorable," I was slightly amused as Chris gave me a friendly hug.

Chris nodded at the comment, "See Naomi! I've been telling ya you haven't graduated til you've had a cup of the passion! It's going to stay purple all night, so take full advantage of this opportunity! I think it's the best batch I've ever made. Oh Naoms, you should find Freddie, he's in a bit of a state over Eff you know. He's on about her 'lies' again."

Naomi didn't look surprised as she rolled her eyes, "Already? He couldn't even last an hour without bringing her up. Hey Ems, I'm going to find Freddie real quick but you'll be alright, yeah?"

I smiled and nodded in agreement as she walked quickly through the garden to find her mate. She just called me by my nickname. The only people who do that are Katie, James, and my Dad. It felt strangely comfortable to hear Naomi say it. Chris then smiled and handed me a red cup full of his patented drink.

I drank some of it and it surprisingly was sweet and you could barely taste any alcohol. Now I haven't partied hardcore or anything but me and Katie on a few occasions in our room would take turns taking swigs out a bottle of vodka while discussing our futures or her talking about boys.

I was pretty surprised that it tasted so good. It actually helped with some of my nerves, "Wow. This is actually good. What are the secret ingredients?"

He looked proud of his drink and stood a little taller with his chest poked out, "It's rather easy. All you need is triple sec, vodka, cranberry juice and grape juice. One of a kind I'm telling ya. No one appreciates signature drinks nowadays you know?"

I smiled and nodded at Chris as Tony Stonem, Effy's brother, strolls up to me, "Are you really here with Naomi Campbell? How did that happen?"

"She made me laugh," and as I said that I saw Naomi looking over in my direction from across the garden, making sure I was ok.

Naomi's POV

I hated having to leave Emily's side to find Freds, but he was one of my best mates and if he needs me I'm there. I can't believe I called her Ems! I couldn't help but scold myself over it. I was supposed to be chill and relax like Freds told me before I picked up Emily, but I was already fucking up. Hopefully she didn't notice, but I walked away so fast I couldn't gage her reaction. I recited Cook and Freddie's words in my head once more,

Get it together Naomi

Keep your shit together.

I was on my way to make sure Freddie was ok when a mate of ours, JJ asks, "Listen, I wanted to... I don't know you very well, you know, but I wanted to ask you, how did you get Emily Fitch to go out with you? I've done all the calculations and mathematically and statistically a girl like Emily has a 08.0084% chance of picking someone like us and…"

Before he could get too locked on, "JJ! You're getting locked on mate. All I did was ring her up."

JJ was shocked, "Really you just phoned her? Yeah, but how come it worked? I mean like, what are you?"

"I'm Naomi Campbell," I stated confidently.

"Well this gives me hope. Thanks Naomi," he smiled sincerely.

I quickly walked through the mass of bodies towards an area in the garden where I could see a few people gathered round. I got closer and could see Freddie sitting down with a cup full of purple passion in his hand clearly pissed with Cook standing by him with a grin on his face with a red plastic cup in hand as well.

Cook was wearing his usual green polo tightly buttoned to the top, which definitely showed off his toned biceps, gray slacks and his classic black Chuck Taylors. Freddie was wearing a gray v-neck t-shirt and black blazer, ripped loose fit jeans and his classic gray Lakai high tops on.

"I can't believe she just won't settle down, be with me. It should matter when someone loves you, yeah? I've written sixty-three poems all about her, and I'm going to recite them all night," he drunkenly slurred.

"Yeah well heartbreaker herself is here tonight I've seen her, so be careful mate she's fire and she will burn you," Cook warned him.

"You don't have to be so bloody dramatic about it," pouted Freddie.

I decided to walk over and comfort a clearly loaded mate. I wrapped one arm around his shoulders, "Freds don't get so cut up about it. She'll see what's been right in front of her face sooner or later, and besides you got me and Cookie who will never leave you. Fuck it Freds go fuck another girl."

"Fuck her man" said Cook.

"Yeah fuck her," a drunken Freddie slurred back.

He kept spouting on about how he was over that 'mind fuck' to anything and everyone that would listen, and as he carried on I got up and grabbed Cook by the arm and pulled him far enough away so Freddie couldn't hear.

"We got to tell her to leave him the fuck alone," I explained to Cook.

"True Blondie we do but how we going to do that," he looked skeptical.

"James what are you good for? We just got to find her and sort her out for Freddie so maybe we can stop listening to those bloody poems he keeps writing about 'heartbreak' and 'soul mates'," I replied sarcastically to Cook.

As I said that we could hear Freddie reciting one of his many poems about her,

"Elisabeth Stonem lies,

She lies,

Never tells you about the other guys,

She lies, she lies,

Never feels, never cries,

She can be so cold,

Just pass you by,

Why are you so dead inside?

Effy Stonem you lie, you lie,

When will you stay by my side?

I couldn't help but shake my head at the sad display I was seeing, and I felt bad for my friend. I had to fix this. I turned around and we saw Effy Stonem herself start to walk towards Freddie with an amused look of adoration on her face. It looks like she obviously heard the poem.

Before I could stop her myself Cook stepped in for me.

"Stop freaking with his head man. Just stop fucking with his mind," Cook told her with a stern look on his face.

She was looking at us amused and then back towards Freddie.

"He's a human being for Christ sake. He's a person. He's not some game you pick up when you're bored, and quite honestly I found out through all this mind fuckery that he's quite talented," I had to get this through to her.

She still stood there saying nothing to us at all.

"For fuck's sake he's written sixty-three poems about ya," Cook snickered.

Her face was now expressionless as she simply replied, "I can't do that."

"You can't do that, well fucking try to or get your shit together and do right by him," I said to her as I looked to see where Emily was and surprisingly she was standing with Freddie. She must have made her way over while we were telling Effy to stop fucking with him.

I stood with Cook observing the scene and heard Freddie telling Emily, "I mean she was my first love, the first girl I actually made love to instead of just fucking and to think the whole time I was sharing her with other guys. Fucking hell, she's never going to settle down. The next time I see her it will be 'Hi Eff how are you doing? ' and that's it," He finished off his last sentence as he took a giant swig of the liquid in his plastic red cup.

I heard Emily tell him, "Don't worry Freds she's over there just keep away from her."

"You know it's too fucking bad girls can't be more like Naomi," replied Freddie as he turned to look in my direction.

I heard her response and it made the butterflies in my stomach start to flutter, "Yeah look she checks up on me. It's nice," she pointed towards me and Cook with that beautiful smile on her face.

We waived at them and made our way over as Freddie excused himself from Emily, "See you later, the best way to get over an old love is to get under a new one."

"Hey," I was nervous all over again.

"Hi," she had a smirk on her face.

'We're finally alone and I can actually talk to you. Sorry about all that Effy rubbish it's just that Freds can't stop thinking about her, and I can understand why in a way… I guess," as the last words left my mouth I realized what I had just implied to her. I hope she doesn't realize, like Freds, I can't stop thinking about someone… and it's her.

She had a cheeky smirk on her face, "Oh, is there someone you can't stop thinking about?"Her husky voice could melt my entire body in a matter of seconds.

I had to be clever here and not let on that I'm some mental case obsessing over a girl I hardly know so I responded with a grin sarcastically, "Yeah actually, I can't stop thinking about this last pack of Garibaldi's I've been waiting ages to eat."

She laughed, "Well that makes two of us."

I could see Chris run by, now shirtless and shoeless looking sweaty from whatever pills he's just taken and start to gather people round the fountain of purple passion to celebrate the school year coming to a close.

Once everything was handed out he starts the annual party chant,

"Roundview, Roundview,

have no fear,

How about another year?

Cheers!"

Once everyone finished the chant everyone started to silly string each other and balloons filled with confetti started to burst above us. Everyone was spraying Champaign and everywhere and spilling their lager on the ground. It looked kind of like a New Year's party but in the summertime.

Emily looks up at me, "Does he do this every year? I think I remember Katie saying something about last year's party."

I nodded at her, "Yeah he has had this party the past 3 years. Chris loves to party, he'll snort, smoke, pop anything you give him, so I highly doubt these parties will stop anytime soon. He's a friend that I met through Freddie and Effy. He's best mates with her brother, Tony, and I reckon he sells good spliff."

I was completely surprised we haven't ran into Katie fucking Fitch so I had to ask, "Where is Katie by the way, I've been expecting to see her in her full on leopard print uniform?"

Emily had a sweet smile on her face. That's what I loved about her was that she always had a smile on her face. It could make anyone melt on sight.

She started to giggle, "You are definitely right about the leopard print, Katie wouldn't be Katie without it though. She's probably around her somewhere snogging some poor bloke's brains out. I'm surprised she isn't standing right next to me forcing me to 'live a little'"

I was about to ask her if she wanted to dance but then I saw Cook attached to some girls face, and I was highly shocked at his selection. The girl he was snogging looked identical to my date. The girl attached to his face was no other than Katie Fucking Fitch, and I was doing a double take. He always told me she was a stuck up bitch, and that he wouldn't shag her even he was sloshed and blindfolded.

She was also best friends with Effy, which was very strange because they were complete opposites but I guess they complimented each other. So occasionally (because Freds was my best mate) I had to put up with Katie in the shed with Effy.

"Speaking of living a little is that Katie attached to Cook's face," I pointed at them. I tried not to sound too grossed out but this is Katie we're talking about, but it was like a train wreck, and I couldn't turn away. I might have to take out my mobile and take a picture.

She looked shocked as well, "Oh my god it is! I have no idea how this happened. She always said he was repulsive, no offense to Cook, but she wouldn't shag him even if it was her last resort. That purple passion must be stronger than I thought."

I continued to stare at them, "I have to see how this happened."

"Me too," Emily replied laughing.

Emily's POV

Out of all of the boys she could have chosen, she chose James Cook. I mean there was nothing wrong with Cook, and I actually thought he was quite funny and maybe a little out of control. Especially at graduation when he was singing Motörhead in front of the whole college, but Katie was the one that said he was repulsive. She always acted so annoyed by him, but alcohol can do some crazy things to people. Knowing Katie she'll just give me some excuse like 'He was my last resort' or 'I couldn't waste this dress on not pulling Ems.'

We were walking towards them and I could see that Naomi was taking out her mobile so she could document this strange encounter. It was so strange that it was like seeing an endangered animal in the wild and you're trying not to spook it so you can document it with photos for National Geographic. Naomi can be very cheeky and I like that. She was taking pictures of Cook and Katie snogging completely oblivious to the world around them. I couldn't help but laugh as she was photographing them.

I was enjoying this moment, but I had to get to the bottom of this. I was very amused by all of this and definitely had to ask Katie how all of this happened, "Katie, what are you doing and are you going to shag James Cook?"

"Yeah Cook what the fuck I thought you said you wouldn't shag her sloshed and blindfolded," Naomi scoffed.

Katie and Cook immediately pulled apart and turned to look at us. Katie was sitting on Cook's lap with her arms hanging around his neck and Cook had his arms wrapped around her waist hands resting on her arse toying with the hem of the little leopard print skirt she was wearing.

"What the fuck Ems? I had to pull the party's almost over, and besides he was gagging for it," Katie retorted confidently. That wasn't much of an explanation so tomorrow I'll make sure she fills me in on the Cook situation.

Cook planted a sloppy kiss on Katie's cheek, "What can I say Blondie? She wanted it and I wanted it so we decided to stop fucking around and make each other feel alright. Oh, and it didn't hurt that her tits are mint!"

That earned him a punch in the arm from Katie, "Tosser!"

He gave her his devious grin as he replied, "You love it!"

I couldn't help but laugh at the whole exchange. Naomi looked a little disturbed by the entire thing as we looked at them pawing at one another. Katie was right the party was almost over, and I hardly know Naomi.

Katie smiled at Cook still wrapped around him as she looks at me and says, "Speaking of pulling Ems is Campbell boring you already? And fucking Campbell were you taking pictures?"

"No, not bored at all she's quite funny," I responded.

"I had to document this great moment in hook up history. Oh fuck off Katie," replied Naomi sarcastically with a smirk on her face.

"Whatever lezzer, you better not use those pictures to wank to, and I think we're about to fuck off right now anyway, right babes," she said seductively in Cook's ear but loud enough for us all to hear.

We cringed at the words but Cook instantly perked up as if he was a kid about to walk into a candy store as he eagerly says, "Looks like party's almost over and I reckon I've got a sure thing. We should find Freds and get outta here, yeah?"

The party was ending and I promised Dad I would be home before dawn. I knew he trusted me and that I would make good decisions so it didn't matter if I was home late, but I knew he worried about me. I didn't want him to wait up all night for me. I see him do it for Katie all the time, so I knew he would be waiting up in the kitchen reading the paper, drinking a cup of tea, making sure his girls got home safe.

Naomi looked at me, opened her mouth and pointed her finger towards the back of her throat in a gagging motion, "Yeah I guess this wanker's right. I haven't seen Freds in a while, so I should make sure he didn't drink his weight in alcohol. You know I haven't seen Effy in a while either so hopefully they're not somewhere shagging."

"You two lovely ladies should go find Freddie and me and Katikins here will meet you back at the car yeah," Cook said wagging his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

"Sure. The last time I saw him he was sitting by the fountain reciting some very thoughtful poems about a blue eyed girl who lies," I had a smirk on my face as I tried to stifle a giggle as I thought back to Freddie pouring his heart out to anyone who would listen. Did love do that to you? I've never been in love so I wouldn't know but if it did that to me I think it I would be a little mad too.

Naomi herself was also trying to hold in a laugh, "Alright Cookie we'll meet you back at the car but I don't want to see any little Cookies or other juices on my backseat yeah, so keep it clean. Come on let's find our poet." She handed Cook the keys, pointed at him and gave him a knowing look, then we went off to find Freddie.

We walked around the garden trying to spot him and Naomi gave me a running commentary of everything going on around us. She pointed at the various people passed out from drinking too much, we observed people throwing up in the bushes and having a right laugh at it, and we watched bloke after bloke try relentlessly to work their magic to get a girl back to theirs, but as the commentary continued on we still hadn't found Freddie. I don't know if it was a coincidence but I hadn't spotted Effy either and usually by now she mysteriously pops up. Maybe they're together.

"I haven't seen Eff around lately, do you think she's with Freddie," I asked Naomi.

She scoffed, "Probably he can't seem to get it through his head that she's just going to mind fuck him, poor Freds. I've called his mobile a few times but straight to voicemail. Let's check one more spot then we can go."

Naomi's POV

I was walking around with Emily trying to find my very heartbroken best mate when I thought of one last spot to check, the kitchen. Now not only was Freddie extremely loaded but he was stoned, and anybody that knows Freds if he's pissed and monged then he will eat everything within eye sight.

We walked into the kitchen and that's when we saw them together, Freddie and Effy.

Hi, Effy you alright? I love you," slurs a drunk Freddie.

"I know, I love you too," Effy replies back surprisingly and looking just as drunk as Freddie.

He walked up to Effy and wrapped her up in his arms, "You invade my soul."

I wanted to have a laugh so bad at what I was hearing. Freddie was clearly love sick, and it was like watching a soap opera.

"I want to get back together. Katie's going to go to uni at Westminster, and I'm going to be all alone, but I won't be if we get back together," Effy tells Freddie.

I see Freddie lean down and kiss Effy, "Make love to me."

Effy answers the question by giving him a smirk and then they start snogging like it was the world's end.

Emily is just as amused as I am by this, "Looks like Freds will be finding his own way home."

"Yeah definitely looks like they'll be shagging" She giggled.

"Let's get out of here, yeah," and we walk out of the kitchen to go find my car.

Emily's POV

We walked inside through the house stepping over passed out bodies and people clearly sick from the booze and out the front door. I spotted Chris standing with a few of his mates, and he looked loaded. The dress shirt he was wearing was long gone and he was just wearing a tie around his neck with no shirt on and a pair of slacks. His face was red, he was now wearing sunglasses with highlighter orange frames, and he seemed a little sweaty probably from the MDMA. He didn't have any shoes on either.

His mate, Tony Stonem, saw us and he put a big devious smile on as he tells us, "If you're looking for him it's too late. She's already got to him and by the looks of it they were headed back to ours. Mums in Italy so you know anything goes."

"Yeah I saw them in the kitchen and I still can't believe he's hooking up with her after the sixty-three poems he just told the whole world," Naomi looked disbelieved.

Tony simply stated, "It's the Stonem touch. Once we've touched you you'll never be the same. You should give it a try."

I asked with my eyebrow raised, "A little cocky now are we?"

Before he could respond Chris, who just realized we were there begins to drunkenly shout, "Naomikins! Emily! You know, every year I throw this party, every year nobody helps me tidy up. Why am I yelling?"

Naomi laughed, "I don't know mate. Maybe I'll come by tomorrow and help you clear up."

Chris slurred, "You know Naomi you're a good woman. You got yourself a good one here Emily, and thanks for coming. Everyone loves that you showed up!"

I smiled trying not to blush, "Cheers. It was an eventful evening I have to admit but I'm glad I didn't miss it. You make a great party host."

"We should get going, but I'll phone you tomorrow," Naomi said to Chris. We then said our goodbyes to that lot and found our way to the car. When we walked up and could see some movement in the backseat followed by Cook commanding the occasional,

"Grab my balls! My balls! Grab my Balls!"

So Naomi strutted up to the back window and tapped on the tinted glass to let them know we're there. We had a laugh and gave them a couple minutes to straighten up.

We both looked at each other amused and had another fit of giggles as Cook put his shirt back on and buttoned up his trousers. Katie was trying to smooth out her skirt and straighten out her little black top as Naomi opened the door for me and let me in and she walked over to the driver's side.

We started our drive towards mine and Katie's and that's when Cook finally realizes Freddie isn't with us, "Where the fuck is Freds?"

"With Effy," Naomi responds annoyed.

"Looks like I'm not the only one pulling tonight," he says with a big grin.

"Shut up tosser and kiss me," Katie tells Cook and they begin to snog the life out of each other again, hands wandering.

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to that. Do you think it's a one off or something more," I asked Naomi cringing at the two looking in the rearview mirror at them.

"I hope for my sake a one off, but my gut's telling me there will be reruns of this," she sarcastically replied.

"Uh, did you... so I saw you talking to a lot of people at the party, what did they say to Emily Fitch?"

I gave her a sad smile 'Well they all said, 'Glad I finally met you' or 'You always seemed so nice' and 'I wish I could have known you more.'"

"Well the only thing they told me is 'oh hey Naomi maybe I'll see you around this summer,'" she gave me a sympathetic smile.

I blurted, "Nobody knew me before tonight."

She was still smiling, "They knew of you, but now they really know you."

She made my heart flutter, "Yeah, but I feel like I fit in for the first time, you know? Like I just held them far away from me, and they did the same to me."

"That's a cool feeling then right? Are you glad you came," she hopefully asked.

I nodded at her, "Yeah. I'm really glad we did this. Thanks for taking me."

She smiled bigger, "No problem at all. Looks like this is yours and you should probably tell Katie it's time to take her hands out of the cookie jar."

"Katie we're home," I said loud enough to them so maybe they'd get control of themselves. They were pretty much screwing in the back seat of Naomi's car, and I didn't bother to turn around to bear witness.

"Let me walk you to your door," Naomi said getting out of the car and running around to my side before I could object.

"Give us 5 minutes," I heard Katie say breathlessly from the backseat and a grunt from Cook as I got out of the car.

"So you live with your Dad," she asked as we walked up the long path towards my front door.

"Yeah I do but you don't want to hear about that. It's a boring old story," I insisted.

"Sure I do."

"Well, my parents divorced when I was twelve, and... god, I actually had to... I went into court and I had to choose between the two of them. So I chose my dad. It just felt safer that way, you know? Katie didn't want to be apart and either did I, so she chose Dad as well. They have joint custody of James so he lives here during summers and holidays but spends the school year at my Mum's house. She still lives here in Bristol so when he's with her he's never too far away," I was glad someone was interested in my life for a change.

There's some glass on the walkway from a broken bulb from one of the lamps that lights up the pathway and Naomi gently guides me around it, "Got to watch out for that glass. Don't want to get hurt yeah?"

"You know what," I ask playfully.

"What?"

I smile at her, "You're a great date. I've never gone out with someone as basic as you."

"Hmmm. Basic," she said curiously with her brow furrowed.

I decided to change the subject quick because I think that might have come off wrong, "So what's your job this summer?"

She smirks at me, "Being a great date."

"No seriously," I say as I playfully punch her in the arm.

She looked at me genuinely. Blue staring into brown as she replied, "I am serious. I want to see you again. I want to see you as much as I can before you go away. There, I said it."

I looked down, "I only have like four months until I leave."

"Four months is a long time."

I stepped closer to her and she wrapped her arms around my waist while I put my arms around her neck in a nice hug, "Well call me tomorrow."

She cheekily quipped, "Today is tomorrow."

I loved being in her arms. She felt so good and not to mention she smelled amazing. I replied contently, "Well call me later then."

"Alright I'll call you later."

I kissed her cheek and let go of her as I said, "Looking forward to it." And with that I finished walking up the pathway, unlocked the door, and stepped through. I could feel her looking at me the whole way as I got inside.

I walked through and I could see my Dad waiting for me at the top of the stairs.

As I started walking up the stairs I told him, "Hey Dad. I'm glad I went. I had a really great time."

Katie came running through the front door with a hand over her mouth and went sprinting straight up the stairs and past us to probably vomit her guts out in the bathroom.

Dad laughed, "I take it she had a good time too. So how was Naomi?"

"Naomi was such a gentlewoman. She was funny and nervous, and I met people that I never would have met before, then I blew it. I called her basic. Can you believe I did that," I spewed out.

"Well love I don't think she took it too hard," he laughed while he turned and pulled me towards the window looking to see Naomi celebrating in the street with a still sloshed James Cook laughing hysterically with her. They were high fiving as well in the street. It was very entertaining and a relief that I didn't blow it.

I kissed Dad on the cheek and said goodnight because even though it was morning I was absolutely knackered. It was going to be agonizing to wait for her call but I couldn't wait to hear from her again, to hear her say anything.

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