AN: ahhh :) i'm so happy right now, i met luke pasquelino (Freddie) this weekend and i come back to all these amazing reviews:) I'm sorry this chapter is a little short, I have been at the Riverside Festival all weekend so things have been a little hectic to say the least. But i know how annoying it is when stories don't get updated fast, so I have tried my hardest to fit it in :) and in response to the reviews saying that i jumped straight into the naomi/emily relationship. Don't worry, there is a reason for that, and we all like a little bit of fluff, right? Read & Review, you make my day :)

The wind blew Emily and Naomi's hair wildly as they slowly biked down their favourite path, to their spot, the spot that they can always rely on, even when they can't rely on each other.

They stopped when they came to a lake surrounded by wilderness, they stopped for a while, laid down their bikes and just took in the view. Feeling the tension between the two girls, Emily turned and tried to break the silence.

"This lake, it's really beautiful"

"Yeah..." but Naomi wasn't looking out at the sea green waters, she was looking right into the brown eyes of her … girlfriend.

"So beautiful." A leaf flew into Emily's fiery hair, Naomi smirked at how cute she looked, then reached over and lightly picked the leaf out. Emily turned, and gave Naomi a small innocent smile, a smile that Naomi would only grow to love more and more as each day passed.

"Naomi?"

Naomi turned her head and looked into the brown eyes expectantly.

"You do realise this doesn't count as a first date."

"Oh really? And why ever not?"

"Because we have been here loads of times, don't get me wrong its nice, lovely in fact, but I was sort of hoping for something more, um, spectacular?"

Naomi let out a laugh.

"Oh Emily, and I thought you knew me well."

Naomi started to walk off, after noticing Emily wasn't following her she turned around and grabbed her hand, Emily's face lit up and she followed her girlfriend down a long path she'd never even noticed was there before, but not caring where she was going, because all her attention was focused on the hand that was clutched around hers, and knowing that this time it wasn't going to let go.

"Why have I never noticed your smell before?" Naomi whispered whilst tucking Emily's head under her chin and delicately kissing the top of her head, Naomi couldn't sleep, not with this beautiful girl strewn over her legs, Naomi was uncomfortable, but didn't seem to care. Emily shuffled, gripping Naomi's hand tighter, sending waves up Naomi's arm. She smiled to herself, and finally let her hands slowly run up and down Emily's back.

"I've always loved you Ems"

Sighing a little at her pathetic let out of emotion, Naomi removed her other hand from Emily's tight grip and tried to get some sleep on the rough earth surrounding their lake.

A while later, when Emily was sure Naomi was asleep, she turned, rested her hand lightly on Naomi's bare stomach and whispered "I'll wait forever for you to say that to my face"

Naomi's dreams were filled with images of the night's events. Naomi had taken Emily to her favourite place, her sanctuary for when things got too much for her to handle. it was small meadow, with beautiful overhanging trees, and hundreds of daisys sprouting from the ground. The sun always seemed to shine on this little patch of grass. Knowing that Emily was a sucker for romance, Naomi had laid down a blanket and lighted a few candles, she had hand picked a bunch of daisys and made a picnic of all of Emilys favourite foods. When Emily first saw Naomis picnic set up, she had started crying. Thinking she had done something wrong Naomi rushed over to Emily and said they could go somewhere else. But Emily was just happy, and for once in her life, Naomi was actually happy she had made someone cry.

She had told Emily of the times that she would come to the little meadow to think about her; about how she was so confused about her feelings she would often cry herself to sleep. They had talked all night, about life, friends and their relationship. It had been nice, and a night neither of them would forget for a very long time.