This is a filler chapter really, just to get Naomily to re-connect. Got a lot of exciting stuff on the way so please stick with this and review!

The finale looks really good,lets just hope we get what we want :D

After an emotional chat with her twin, Emily promised she wouldn't distance herself from her family. As much as they pissed her off she did love them dearly, she sometimes even missed James and his pervy remarks.

The rest of college flew by quickly, Emily felt her stomach knot at the thought of seeing Naomi, they hadn't seen each other since the morning and things were still stiff. Emily walked out of the building letting the cool air wake her up, she let her mind over think what's to happen next. Of course she wanted Naomi to try and make it right, she wanted the doubt to vanish so she didn't have to feel it. It had been difficult to say the least, watching the person your in love with fall off the incredibly high pedestal you placed them on. Naomi fell hard.

Naomi had text Emily a few hours ago, telling her that all her classes had finished, she had gone home to finish some over due coursework. As honest as the message was, the redhead couldn't help but sit and wonder if she was really telling the truth, the lies had damaged every ounce of trust Emily had. She knew she had to start trusting Naomi otherwise their bruised relationship was never going to fix and heal.

Walking up to the front door, she rummaged through her bag and pulled out her keys, she felt relieved when she shut the door behind herself and felt the warm air from the heating. The redhead dumped her bag down and made her way into the kitchen. Breadcrumbs were scattered across the kitchen worktops, a family sized bottle of coke had been drunk and the biscuit cupboard had been left wide open. Emily frowned wondering what the hell was going on.

"Em is that you?" Naomi called from the bedroom.

Emily made her way to the stairs, "Yeah" she replied deciding to climb the stairs and ask who had been invading their kitchen. "What's going on?" she asked reaching the top stair and walking into their bedroom.

"What do you mean?" Naomi asked neck deep in coursework. The essay had been pissing her off for nearly two hours, she knew she had to get it done.

Emily sat on the end of the bed, "What happened to the kitchen? Its a fucking mess" she studied the blonde closely looking for any slip ups or panic reactions. She hated it had come down to thinking her girlfriend was lying, but she couldn't help it, it wasn't her fault her mind had been set like that.

Naomi looked up from her work, "Oh the convict was here, I said he could have a shower and make some food" she smiled softly tapping the pen on her knee.

Emily ignored the joke and walked to the window, it was hard to keep her emotions under control when all she wanted to do was cry and be angry. "Why was he here though?" she moaned.

"Because he had no where else to go and quite frankly he stunk, its the least I could do Em" Naomi explained wondering why Cook showering in her house was such a big deal.

Emily nodded, she had no energy to argue, she felt so drained from the last few weeks it was a surprise she could be bothered to breathe. "You've been doing coursework all this time?" she asked walking back over to the blonde and taking her handwritten notes. "You haven't got very far" she raised an eyebrow.

Naomi let out a sigh, "Yeah well I been busy thinking. I found them holiday leaflets this morning" she gathered her papers together and shoved them in a plastic file. "I think maybe we should talk about it?" she asked carefully praying that Emily wouldn't kick off.

"There's nothing to say, we're not going any more so what does it matter?" Emily replied simply shrugging her shoulders.

"Why?"

"Because you never wanted to go Naomi, you just said you would to shut me up"

"It wasn't like that"

"It was exactly like that"

Naomi looked down at her hands, was there anything she could say to make Emily believe her? She wasn't so sure. She knew them getting back on track was going to take alot of time, Naomi knew it wasn't going to happen over night. The blonde felt the tears threatening to fall from her eyes, it felt so strange to feel so miserable all the time, espically when being around Emily. "I'm trying Em" she whispered, her bottom lip quivered.

Emily sighed heavily and looked at her girlfriend, she looked so broken and lost, and even though she had done wrong she was beginning to feel sorry for her. "I know" she reached out placing her hand ontop of the blonde's. "I know" she repeated again.

Their eyes connected and the love they always felt for each other washed over the pair of them, an overwhelming feeling of unconditional love, it was almost too much to bare. With Emily being so angry at her and giving her the silent treatment, she had alot of time to figure out how she really felt about the redhead. The love had always been there, Naomi just refused to acknowledge it. Emily locked their fingers together, their hands fitting so perfectly just like always.

"I love you" Emily said bravely, her voice cracking with raw emotion.

Naomi let out a sob, it had been ages since she heard them three words leave Emily's lips. "I love you too, so much. So much" she cried sucking in a deep breath, she wanted the redhead to realize she was no longer afraid to show her emotions, everything had to be out in the open.

Leaning in so their foreheads were touching they both let out a shaky nervous breath, it felt like they were touching each other for the very first time, like they barely knew one another but still felt so much love and passion.

Emily knew Naomi had no idea where they stood, everything was now down to her, to make the first move and decide how slow or fast the relationship was to move. The redhead's lips brushed against the blonde's, they both shut their eyes wanting to feel and cherish each moment. Emily moved her hand to Naomi's cheek and kissed her softly, she felt her stomach flip-flop as her heart slowly took off.

Naomi kissed her back, it was the most tender kisses she had ever had, so soft that she barely felt their lips touch. The blonde's heart was racing so fast she could hear it drumming away in her ears, everything felt like slow-motion to capture each part, not missing one detail.

Emily moved into Naomi's arms, she inhaled the smell of fresh lavender, and closed her eyes tightly. She felt strong arms snake around her back along with a content sigh from the blonde.

"We're gonna be okay" Naomi whispered hugging Emily as tight as she possibly could.

"I know" Emily replied simply, she believed in them, she knew they would be together.

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