A/N – Hiya guys and gals, just want to say thanks to all your reviews and alerts. Here is the next chapter, not a lot of Cook and Emily interaction in this one but I hope you like it anyway and drop us a review please. I've got the story planned out now, it's going to be about 10 chapter, maybe a bit longer depending on how fast I can get chapters out, also there's probably going to be no update for about 2 months as Uni is hectic at the moment, got about a month until my assignment deadlines, I will get a chapter of SotN out, don't worry I haven't forgotten it. Anyway thanks for reading, as always all mistakes are my own and enjoy!

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Chapter Three

Well this is a familiar scene, me sat here by myself at a party nursing a drink, I honestly have no idea why I bothered coming. We went to our regular club as Thomas was working the door and we get in free. Katie disappeared almost instantly and I did the usually routine with Cook until I was no longer needed and so here I am sat an hour later all by my lonesome in one sitting booths. Actually, that's not true, Thomas and Panda are sat with me but they are in their own world focused around their tongues in each others mouth.

Effy and Naomi arrived a while back with Freddie and JJ, Naomi caught my eyes while I was dancing with Cook. When Cook went to pass me a pill, I made sure I was looking directly at her as I gave him a very passionate kiss which was a lot more than just passing a pill, I visibly saw Naomi flinch before I closed my eyes and lost myself in the kiss. God I love kissing James, he makes my body tingle from head to toe and sets my skin ablaze with his touch, it's a feeling like no other and leaves me breathless once I pull away. Cook looks taken back by the intensity of the kiss but I just gave him a cheeky smile and told him it was all for show. His eyes dropped slightly for a second but when he looked back his grin was back in place, he patted me on the back and went back to dancing with some blonde that caught his attention. I turned to where Naomi was but she was gone, Effy was staring at me but I just shrugged and went back to dancing with Cook and his blonde friend.

You know what phrase 'What goes around comes around' well I want to kill whoever came up with it. So I'm still sat in my lonely booth and I have to watch Cook stick his tongue down the blonde bint's throat, it makes my blood boil. Fucking Karma! The blonde leans into him and whispers something in his ear before moving towards the back of the club and through a door to outside, I watch as Cook follows her and it sends me into a blind rage. I can't fucking believe, no less than twenty four hours ago since he was fucking me, hell I even gave him a kiss with tongue about twenty minutes ago and now he's going to shag some slut in a alleyway, that should be me. I contemplate going and interrupting them, slapping the whore and then fucking Cook senseless. I'm just about to get out of the booth and execute my plan when Effy slides in blocking my exit and with Thomas and Panda all lovely dovey on the other side, I am essentially trapped.

I sign frustrated, glaring at Effy who is smirking at me that just infatuates me more, "Effy, would you kindly move your arse" I sneer.

"Why" she asks simply, unaffected by my tone.

Because I need to go kill a blonde whore, I think but it's not what I say, "Because I want a drink"

She reaches out and pushes a drink towards me, a vodka and lemonade I think. I look up at her dumbly and she has a twinkle in her eye, "You said you wanted a drink"

Reigning in my temper as I pick up the drink and down the contents, the liquid burning my throat, "There finished, now move" I slur, I going to regret downing that later.

"Why, you wanted a drink you had one, now sit back and relax" she has that infuriating smirk plastered on her face again.

Giving up, I glare hatefully at Effy before sinking back into the sofa and crossing my arms, I hear Effy chuckle at my theatrics but I just ignore her letting the beat of the music wash over me. I try to ignore the tug at my heart knowing James is fucking someone else, just knowing he has slept with lots of women and will probably sleep with a lot more in the near future makes me upset and depressed which in turn makes me livid. I shouldn't be having these feelings for James, he's my friend I shouldn't thinking about how good his lips taste or fantasying how he will make love to me. Friends don't do that, I'm not his girlfriend and never will be, god it would be so amazing to be James Cook's girlfriend. But it will never happen because that isn't Cook, he doesn't settle down, he's a free spirit and I will never able to change that, so I really need these thoughts and feelings to piss off and go back to the good old days, which was two days ago where I fantasised about Naomi and nothing complicated or confusing happened.

"Was he a good fuck?" Effy asks me, bringing me out off my inner monologue.

"What?"

"Cook, he's a good fuck isn't he"

Thanks a lot Eff, I'm trying to forget this, "Err… Yeah, he was alright" I shrug trying to act nonchalant hoping she'll drop it but knowing Effy she won't.

"I remember when we did it in the nurse office's on the first day of college," Okay I really don't like where this is going, just knowing Effy has been with Cook makes me want to punch her and wipe that smirk of her face for good.

She looks at me dreamily, "Oh, how he made me feel wonderful, his lips worshiping my body, how his hands caressed my skin and his cock. Well that was-"

"STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!" I scream and cover my ears. I couldn't handle it, with every word she said it felt like a dagger to my heart. The way she was describing it was like what is like with me, was I really just another notch on his bedpost. The thought makes me what to puke.

"You 'lright Em" Panda asks me from across the table, who had detached herself from Thomas at my outburst.

I calm myself down before answering, "I'm fine Panda, thanks"

"You sure?" she questions doubtfully.

"She's fine Pandapops" Effy interjects which makes Panda accept it, Thomas not being so oblivious goes to say something but never gets the chance as Panda recaptures his lips and he seems to forget what he was going to say so I turn and glare at Effy.

"Well done, you made your fucking point. I'm in love with my fucking best mate and all I can think about is getting back into his pants and how to that kill that blonde whore he went to shag and it's so fucking confusing and…" I pause suddenly realising what I said, "Shit, I love him. I mean I've always loved him but I'm in love with him. Oh fuck, why does everything have to be so hard?" I cry slamming my head on the tabletop with a 'thud'.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, double fricking fuck. Why does this have to happen to me? Effy doesn't say anything just passes me two shots, which I take immediately.

"Did it really happen the way you described it" I don't know if I want the answer but the question has been bugging me ever since she mentioned sleeping with Cook.

She laughs quietly, "No, it was hard and fast probably lasted about ten minutes, nothing more than a good hard fuck and it's the same with all his conquests"

"He's still with the blonde bitch now and that been at least twenty, twenty five minutes" I retort back smugly.

"Actually he came back about ten minutes ago, he's right over there," she points towards the bar where Cook is standing with JJ and Freddie, laughing at something JJ has done, probably another magic trick. The smugness falls right off my face replaced by a scowl and cursing under my breath, why does Effy have to be so all knowing.

"You on the other hand, well you where definitely up here for a couple of hours, and I'm thinking the way I describe was how it was with Cook. So not just a fuck then" Effy says knowingly.

I scoff, "So he didn't treat me like the rest of you but it was still just a fuck, it's only because I'm his best mate he treated me any different"

"Do you want it to be more?" Effy inquires downing a shot.

"No! I don't know" I lie, "Even if I did it wouldn't happen. Cook doesn't do girlfriends"

We lapse into a silence and I lean back into the sofa. I scan the dance floor, it is packed with bodies bouncing to the beat of the music, grinding against each other. I spot Katie grinding against someone I spotted her with before; he has short brown hair and is wearing a pink shirt from what I can see, he is also very small, smaller than Katie which is a bit of surprise because we are not exactly on the tall side. Cook, JJ and Freddie are still by the bar, that's when I spot Naomi sat a couple of seats down from them.

She is sitting on a stool next to the bar, there is a bloke stood next to her clearly trying to flirt with Naomi and get her attention. He's tall about six foot with combed back blonde hair with way too much hair gel and is wearing a white shirt and a leather jacket, looks like he should belong in Grease and in my opinion a bit of a cock. Jealousy courses it way through my body, it isn't as strong as it was with Cook but that might because this is a regular sight and I've learned to deal with it but it doesn't stop it hurting. Naomi doesn't seem interested but that doesn't heed the bloke and he continues to try and get Naomi's attention. God can't the guy take a hint, she's not interested you freak.

"You should talk to her you know" Effy tells me after she noticed who I was staring at.

"Why, she's never taken the time to talk to me" I say more harshly than I intended but Effy isn't fazed by it.

Effy smirks, "For one, she hasn't shut up about what happened earlier and how much of a bitch she has been"

"She said that?" I stare at her doubtfully, there is no way Naomi would actually accept fault.

She looks thoughtful for a second, "Well maybe not like that but yes she did and she is sorry about earlier"

"So why hasn't she come over and said sorry" Effy shrugs noncommittally, knowing I am not going to get an answer out of Effy I decide to change the subject, "I found out something interesting today, apparently you and my sister are very good mates. Tell me Effy did she put you up to this?"

"You are a smart one Emily Fitch" Effy smirks.

I shake my head, "I knew she wouldn't let it go"

"She's right though you should give Naomi another chance"

I just sigh and ignore her because as I told Katie earlier, I'm done with doing the chasing.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Freddie approach Effy and me. I already know he has come to ask Effy for a dance or offer to get her a drink, he does it every time we go out but Effy always turns him down. It's quite sad really, it obvious that he loves Effy and if she took a chance I think he would be really good for her. Anyway, I think it going to happen soon anyway as Effy might not admit but she does love him back. She doesn't show it often but there are clues, even if they do only last for mere seconds and if Freddie keeps chipping away at her armour hopefully, they'll get together. Because Thomas and Panda are the only ones who are together and if we have to take relationship advice from them, the world is doomed. I like them but Panda, she's bonkers.

"Hey Effy, I… err, was wondering if you wanted to have a dance" Freddie stutters nervously and looks very hopeful.

Effy doesn't look at him just picks up her drink, "No, I'm alright sat here" she say emotionless.

Freddie looks heartbroken again, "Oh, alright, see later Eff. You to Em" I nod goodbye to him before turns around and walks away with is head hanged low.

"Hypocritical much" I chuckle dryly looking sharply at her.

"It's different" is Effy's only excuse.

I raise an eyebrow, "How?"

"Because I don't love him back"

"Sure keep telling yourself that. I mean that's my you always turn him down and can never look him the eye or the fact that you shag a different bloke every other week. That is way you fucked Cook right, to convince yourself you don't love him." I state sarcastically

She looks at me and while her face is blank, her eyes are a storm of emotions; pain, guilt, anger, and love are swirling around them. It's the first time I've seen Effy ever like this and it's quite scary but it also tugs my heart strings to see her like this.

"He loves me, I know he does but I can't be with him, I'll only destroy him," Effy states quietly and sadly.

"But that's his choice to make Eff"

Effy chuckles with a smile on her face, "And I thought Katie was the stubborn one"

I laugh along with her, "I know. Look Effy, I'll make you a deal, you take up Freddie's offer of a dance, and I'll go talk to Naomi"

Effy smiles genuinely before nodding her head and slipping out of the booth. She heads over to the boys and taps on the back of Freddie's shoulder. He turns around and his crestfallen face immediately brightens into a big smile, she asks him something probably asking for that dance and his smiles gets bigger. Effy grabs his hand pulling him to the dance floor before turning around in his arms and dancing against him. Freddie is a state of shock with his jaw hitting the floor, Effy smiles up at him which seems to snap him out of his daze and starts dancing with her, I don't think the guy can believe his luck, the sight makes me chuckle. JJ and Cook look just as shocked at the sight, Cook's eyes find mine and he beams at me giving me the thumbs up, I wave back before he turns around to talk to JJ. Right know for my part of the bargain. I down what's left of Effy's drink and make my way over to Naomi who is still being harassed by that 60's freak.

I stride up to Naomi and wrap my arms around her from the back, she immediately tenses up, and tries to get away but I just pull her closer. She clams down a bit when she realises it's me not some nutter.

"Hey baby, have you got a fag" she tenses up again at what I say and splutters a reply, to shocked by what's happening to form full sentences.

I lean in and whisper in her ear so only she can hear, "I'm saving you from gel head here and we really need to talk"

I don't want to have this conversation in front of people and I'm quite drunk at the moment, the fresh air and a ciggy should sober me up enough to talk to her without doing something I regret.

Naomi turns her head slightly to look at me, she nods understandingly, "Yeah lets go outside"

I unwrap myself from Naomi as she get of the bar stool but unfortunately the gel head didn't get the hint.

He grabs Naomi wrist and leers at her, "Oh I see, waiting for your lady friend, that's cool I like a threesome. Are we going to yours or mine 'cause I'll show you gals a great time" he thrusts his hips forward and looks at us lustfully, probably imagining us naked. Okay I really did just regurgitate something then.

Naomi goes to say something but I beat her to it. I grab his wrist and yank it away from Naomi and push him back forcefully making him trip but he catches his balance before he falls on his arse.

"Listen here you prick! We are not interested you big gel head twat, you will never get a chance with either of us, I wouldn't fucking touch you with a ten foot pole and you should fucking know when to piss off you disgusting small dicked bastard, so do us all a favour and fuck off!" I spit venomously.

Before he gets a chance to reply I've already grabbed Naomi's hand and dragged her outside. I would have punched him but I like this place and I don't want to get banned plus its Thomas's night, I wouldn't want to get him in trouble.

I let go of Naomi's hand and storm down the alleyway next to the club with Naomi following me slowly. I'm so fucking angry right now, angry at everything, angry at that tit head in the club, that blonde whore. I'm angry at Cook, and Naomi for making me feel like this, angry at Katie and fucking Effy for being right all the fucking time. ARGGG! I kick a bin over and punch the alley wall with all of my strength but immediately regret it.

"AHHH! FUCK!" that really fucking hurt, I pull I back and cradle in my other hand.

The pain is unbelievable, it's as if someone has gotten a thousand tiny knifes that are burning red-hot and stabbed them all over my hand. I look down at it to asses the damage, Oh great it fucking bleeding.

"Shit are you alright Em?" Naomi asks worriedly running over to me and grabbing my hand carefully, examining the wound that has already started to bruise.

"Fuck that really hurt, I think I've broke it" I grimace at the pain, panting heavily.

Naomi sniggers, "You punched a wall, of course it's going to fucking hurt" she mocks me playfully.

"You think my discomfort is funny"

"It is a little and stop being such a baby, it's just a graze"

I mock glare, "You're such a tit"

"I'm not the one who punched a wall because they can't control their anger"

"Yeah, well he was a dick and deserved it, god I wish I actually smacked him now"

Naomi laughs before reaching to the hem of her shirt and ripping the fabric.

"What are you doing" I ask panicked.

She doesn't answer, just tells me to shush as she rips of a strip from the bottom of her shirt and brings it up to hand and warps it tightly around the wound protecting it from the elements. She ties a knot in it, the fabric begins to absorb the blood, she smiles gently at me admiring her handy work, I can't help but smile back.

"Thanks, but you really didn't need to do that, I'm sure they would have a first aid kit in the club" I say gesturing to her ripping shirt.

She shrugs, "Its fine, they'd only ask questions. Plus your sister tells me I can't dress properly anyway, she'd probably see this as an improvement" I laugh at her comment.

Naomi pulls out her cigarettes still sniggering to herself causing me to roll my eyes, she lights one passing it to me and then lights her own. I take a drag, letting the fumes enter my lungs before slowly exhaling through my nose. The pain in my hand has eased of slightly to a throbbing pain but I'm sure that is just because of the amount of alcohol coursing through my body, it's going to be bloody sore in the morning.

"So, what did you what to talk about" Naomi asks me nervously after a couple of minutes of silence while we have our nicotine fill.

I sigh stubbing my cigarette out against the wall and run my good hand through my hair, "I don't know actually, Effy said I should, I said I would if she offered Freddie a dance"

"Oh" Naomi says disappointed and looks down at her feet.

Shit, "No, I didn't mean it like, we still need to talk about this afternoon but I just angry and everything." I wave my bloody hand in front of my face.

She nods, "Okay, and for what it's worth I am sorry about this afternoon and how I've been acting all year"

"Why did you ignore me?" I question cursorily.

Naomi looks frightened, "I… I was erm… I was busy" she pulls out another fag and tries to light it to distract herself but fails.

I pluck the cigarette out of her mouth and take the lighter, igniting the fag myself and taking a drag before handing it back to her, "So you're not going to tell me, typical"

"Are you going to tell people you're gay" Naomi snaps.

I raise an eyebrow, "Who says I'm gay, if I recall I had sex with a guy this time last night. What about you, you going tell people?" I calmly say despite her tone, Naomi flinched when I mentioned having sex.

"I'm not gay" Naomi defiantly states taking a big drag of her fag.

"You sure about that, you kissed me back that night as well"

"I was… drunk, I didn't know what I was doing, you confused me, it didn't me… mean anyth-ing" she stutters taking another big drag.

"What you scared off, Naomi?" I reach up and push hair behind her ear and leave it their once she doesn't push it away.

She ignores the question, "What about Cook, he's your best mate"

"Exactly, he's my friend" I sign exhausted, "I just wanted to kiss you, I want to kiss you now"

We stare at each other after my confession, my good hand is still by her ear stoking her hair back. I bring the other up to her shoulder as I step closer to her, she leans in as her eyes flutter closed. Our lips are about to touch, I can feel her breath on mine when some drunk students pile out of club howling at the top of their lungs causing Naomi and me to spring apart. Naomi smiles sadly at me, the moment ruined. I look down the alleyway to the disturbance, I glare hatefully at the student skipping away drunkenly, I look back Naomi how is staring at me intently, I offer my hand.

"Come on, let's go get wasted" Naomi smiles and takes my hand as we walk back into the club.

We walk back into the club hand in hand, I have a silly smile on my face because Naomi hasn't tried to pull away, I know it really doesn't mean anything but it makes it feel more real. I drag her towards the crazy movement of the dance floor, heat swarms me as bodies push into me, all sweating. However most of the heat is coming of the blonde who is stood behind me as I grind up and down the length of her body, I am aware that Naomi's hands have slipped around my waist and are pulling me closer until there is no space between us. She starts to move with me as the heavy bass of the music thumps throughout the club.

I lean my head back onto the blondes shoulder, closing my eyes and breathing in the atmosphere, it feels so prefect right now with Naomi. I wrap my arms around the back of her neck as she buries her nose into my hair, her lips gently working down my neck to my shoulder, burning the skin as they go. I slowly turn around in her arms, her hands slip down and cup my bottom. I open my eyes we stare into each other.

"You're so fucking gorgeous" Naomi whispers, but I heard it despite the loud music.

A happy smile spreads on my face as she pushes my sweaty hair off my forehead and behind my ear. I want to fucking kiss her so much right now, but I know it will probably scare her of again, I have to wait for her. I turn back around so my back in attached to her breasts and grind my arse into her crouch, I hear gasp into my ear. What? It doesn't mean I can't help push her in the right direction. We start to jump to the beat, I'm smiling and full of happiness, just basking in the music and letting go of our inhibitions.

After what seems like and probably is hours later, I start to tire as the alcohol and drugs in my system starts to wear off and give me a headache combined with the music. It's just a little after three in the morning so the club will closing soon anyway, everyone else has already drifted off but Naomi and me decided to stay and bit longer. I lean into Naomi so she can hear me over the music, my lips brushing against her cheek.

"We should probably go home. It's late and the alcohol is starting to wear off. I want to be in bed by the time I start to feel it" the blonde nods.

We leave the club and get a taxi back to Naomi's, as it is nearer. We arrive at Naomi's and she pays the driver, I tell him to wait as I walk Naomi to her front door.

"I'm really glad you came tonight, I had a lot of fun" I blush at my statement.

Naomi nods smirking, "Yeah me too, we should do it again some time"

"I'd really like that" I smile at her and my gaze drop to her lips, god how I want to taste them.

"Naomi?"

"Yeah"

"Just… just give me a…" I trail off as I lean in and press my lips against Naomi's briefly.

"It's just the drugs right?" she asks bit I can hear the pleading in her voice.

I nod because I don't care if she needs an excuse I really want to kiss her again. Our lips meet again harder this time and lasting a lot longer, my hands grab her neck, deepening the kiss as my tongue licks her bottom lip asking for entry, which she grants without hesitation. Naomi's hands are threading though my red locks as we continue to snog the life out of each other.

After a few minutes we finally pull away for much needed air, both of us have grins firmly in place. The taxi driver honks his horn alerting us of where we are, god this girl can totally make me forget everything. I give her one more quick kiss on the lips before telling her I'll see her tomorrow, she smiles brightly at me before slipping though the front door. I head back to the waiting taxi with my own bright smile fixed in place, nothing can spoil this night. Maybe life is looking up after all.