A/N: Ok here's the second part, which is actually a different chapter, so never mind. I'll try to get the next few chpters out soon as I think they might be interesting, at least in my head!

Emily sat in the garden, looking at the view and smoking her millionth cigarette. Effy had told her to wait out here and Naomi would be out shortly, that had been 15 minutes ago and she was starting to get cold. Maybe this was a bad idea, forcing her and Naomi into contact when it was clear the blonde didn't want to speak to her. She jumped as a soft voice said "Hi" behind her. Emily turned to see Naomi silhouetted in the patio doors and gasped. God she's beautiful, she thought; yeah way out of your league, no wonder she's been avoiding you. "Hi," she said in a husky voice and smiled "This wasn't my idea before you start." Naomi paused and looked hurt, she really must think I'm a right bitch. "I know, Effy told me all about her master plan. I've brought you a glass of wine, also on Effy's instructions." "Right ok well, if this is all down to Effy forcing us to speak then I should probably just go" It was now Emily's turn to look hurt. Naomi stopped, fuck, fuck that wasn't supposed to sound like that. "Em please, it's not down to Effy, I just didn't know how to start the conversation. I'm sorry, can we just start again?" "What tonight or more generally?" Emily's comment came out far more bitterly than she intended. "Oh look I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, this isn't going too well is it? Right, hey Naomi, thanks for the wine, can we go inside please as I'm freezing." Naomi grinned at her, "Sure."

They walked back into the lounge and once again awkward silence descended. "I'll just check on Effy and then you can decide how you want to be poisoned tonight, ok?" Naomi walked out of the room. Emily looked round the room, there were photographs dotted around the walls and sideboards. She got up and walked over to a montage, there were lots of photos of a slightly younger looking Effy and Naomi laughing and being silly. Emily guessed they were from Uni, I wonder if I'll ever get to be in a photo with Naomi like that.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Naomi's voice "They sneaky cow, I could kill her sometimes". She walked back into the room and handed Emily a note, it read

"Dear Naomi and Emily, gone back to the pub as I promised Freddy I'd go clubbing with him and the guys, so I guess you two lovebirds are on your own. Effs xxx"

They looked at each other and burst out laughing, the tension broken. "Right come on into the kitchen while I cook and we can talk." Emily looked directly at her "You're not really that bad a cook are you?" Naomi sighed "I'd write down your next of kin to be on the safe side" and they both went into the kitchen giggling.


"Fuck, bollocks and double fuck" Naomi shouted as the pan boiled over. Emily sat sipping her wine with an amused look on her face. "Do you want some help?" she smirked. Naomi spun round "Emily this is not funny, I said I'd cook you a meal and that's what I'm going to do, Naomi Campbell doesn't quit, what now?" Emily nodded toward the cooker, "I think there's smoke coming from the grill." Naomi screamed, "No, no, not the bread as well. Fuck it, I give up, it's beaten me. Ouch!" Emily rushed over, "What have you done? Oh God Naomi, you've burned yourself. Right go and run that under the tap and I'll sort this out." Naomi sulkily walked over to the sink and put her hand under the cold water. Emily switched the cooker off and using a t-towel removed the grill pan which contained four slices of very cremated bread. She put them in the bin and proceeded to remove the pan containing the eggs from the hob. "So the famously unflappable Naomi Campbell, something of an ice maiden at work, has been beaten by eggs on toast. I'm just glad I was here to see it as I wouldn't have believed it otherwise." Emily proclaimed to the kitchen. She was met with a simple "Fuck off, if you tell anyone I'll kill you." Emily came over to the sink and gently picked up her hand, "Like I told you, I'm good at keeping secrets, where do you keep the take away leaflets?"


They were sitting down in the lounge, plates of the Chinese food they'd ordered on their laps. Emily had insisted putting cream and bandages on Naomi's hand so it was proving a bit difficult for her to use chopsticks. Emily handed her a fork, "Come on just use this, it's not a sign of weakness." Naomi shot her a look, "You're very annoying you know?" Emily smiled, "yeah well you seem to bring it out in me." She looked around the room again, "I was looking at your photos earlier, the ones of you and Effy, were they taken at Uni?" "Mmm hum" said Naomi through a mouth full of noodles. "That's where we met, been friends ever since." Emily looked thoughtful "It must be nice to have a friend you choose for yourself, Katie has always been my self appointed 'best friend', I didn't really get a say in the matter" "Well you seem to be making friends with most of your intake at Short & Milner, and you've got me, I mean as a friend" Naomi blushed slightly. "Of course we're friends, good friends hopefully." They both stared intently at their plates, seemingly fascinated by the food they were eating.


"So" Naomi started just as Emily said "I was. Sorry, you first." Naomi considered what she was going to say "I was going to ask you a question but it'll keep as now I'm more interested in why you always do that?" Emily looked puzzled "Do what?" "You know where you back down the whole time. We started our sentences at exactly the same time so you had just as much right to speak as me but you just stopped and let me go first." Emily shrugged, "Just part of being the 'younger' twin I guess, Katie was born first so she's the one in charge. I'm not that bothered most of the time, you just get used to it." Naomi stopped eating "Emily, that sort of stuff is fine when you're kids but you're an adult now, you are a separate person from Katie, thank God. Sorry, didn't mean to be rude." Emily laughed "No problem, I am fully aware Katie is an acquired taste." Naomi rolled her eyes. "What, stop that, her heart's in the right place, well most of the time." "Oh so she's got a heart then? Could have fooled me these past two weeks, she's been a total bitch on her placement, moaning about having to help people rather than make loads of money." Emily smiled "Let's face it, the lack of opportunity to be a WAG was always going to work against the not-for-profit division."


"Anyway, what was the question you were going to ask before I sort of interrupted you" said Naomi. "I was just looking at you photos again, is that you and your Mum? No brothers or sisters? Or your Dad?" Emily stopped as Naomi started to bristle. "Sorry, that's none of my business, forget I asked" Naomi sighed, "No it's a fair question, I shouldn't be so defensive. Yeah that's Mum, she's called Gina and drives me absolutely crazy most of the time. She's what she calls 'new age' but everyone else calls a hippy or a nutter. And yes it's just me and her, has been for ages. My Dad left when I was young, I saw him once or twice but in the end it was easier not to see him rather than to keep hoping he'd turn up and just end up being disappointed." Emily was staring at her, pleased she was opening up but feeling sorry she'd had to grow up without her Dad around. "Don't look at me like that Emily, I don't need pity. Like I said shit happens when you're a kid but you learn to deal with it and let it not affect you when you're an adult. Do you want a top up of wine?" She put her plate down and got up from the sofa, "It wasn't pity, I was just concerned because I care, why do you always do that?" she said defiantly. Naomi looked at her and searched her deep brown eyes, "Sorry, just a touchy subject I guess."


After Emily had insisted she clear away the plates (much to Naomi's disgust "I'm not a fucking invalid Emily, I can carry a plate to the kitchen"), they sat back on the sofa with their wine. "So what was the other question you wanted to ask me before you got sidetracked with the psychoanalysis?" Naomi mumbled that it didn't matter, "No go on, you've been pretty open with me tonight, it's only fair I have the chance to do the same." Naomi shifted in her seat until she was sat on her side facing Emily, "Ok, but remember you insisted, I was going to ask you if you'd always known you were gay?" Emily sat there her mouth open and closing like a goldfish "What, I'm not gay?" Naomi looked sceptical "Em, it's ok, I don't have a problem with it, I was just curious that's all but if you don't want to talk about it that's cool." Emily's stare bored into her "I could ask you the same, I seem to recall both of us kissing, you seemed to like it" Naomi looked shocked, "Listen, before we kissed, I'd never even thought of a girl like that, can you say the same?" Emily seemed to crumple, "No" she said quietly."If I tell you something do you promise you won't say anything to another living soul?" "Of course, I promise."

Emily took a deep breath, here goes she thought, time to be honest. "The answer to your first question is, yes I think on some level I have always known I was different. When I was a kid I hated dolls and dresses, which I know could have just meant I was a tom boy, but I think I knew it didn't even then. Katie was the exact opposite and being more forceful than me we always had to wear her favourite clothes so I suppose I just got used to it. Anyway, it all came to a head at secondary school. There was this girl called Emma and she was my best friend, we were called the two Ems." Emily shot a look at Naomi, who had giggled, "Look this is really hard for me, so if you're going to take the piss I won't bother." Naomi looked sheepish and said "I'm sorry, really Em, I didn't mean to laugh."

"Ok I'll carry on then. So we were really close, did everything together and I started to realise that I might have more than just feelings of friendship for her. I sort of convinced myself that it was just her and it was ok to love a friend, as you can imagine being gay at school wasn't really an option. I realised that I was just kidding myself and all the thoughts I'd been burying spilled out. It came to a head one day in the summer holidays; I was about 15 I think. We'd gone out for the day and were messing about and I kissed her. I apologised and said I didn't mean it, but I'll never forget the look on her face. Naturally she told everyone, we stopped being friends and the rest of school was hell." Emily looked up to find a pair of concerned blue eyes, just staring at her. "Oh Em, it must have been awful, what a bitch." Emily laughed and shrugged "So who's going down the pity route now, I got over it, so there we go the whole story." Naomi looked searchingly at her, "It's not though is it? What else happened?" Emily sighed, "Well Katie didn't help, telling me I wasn't gay, just stupid, but I was used to that. I just got really depressed and withdrawn until my Mum insisted I told her what was going on, I mean your Mum will always know what's best right? So I told her and she freaked, sent me to counsellors and all sorts to try to stop me being so easily led and foolish. After that I just buried it all again, oh and I now have a particular hatred for counsellors."

She looked up at Naomi and noticed she had tears in her eyes. "Hey it's ok" she started before Naomi enveloped her in a big hug. "Oh Ems, how could she do that, your Mum's supposed to help you not make you feel like there's something wrong." She pulled away until they were facing each other again. Emily reached up and wiped a tear from Naomi's cheek, "It's ok, all in the past eh?" Naomi's eyes were now blazing, "It's not ok, I've got a good mind to go round to your house and kick her ass." Emily laughed "Honestly, Naoms it's ok, and you don't know where I live anyway. Speaking of which I'd better see about getting a cab home, God it's half one. Have you got a number?"

Emily turned towards Naomi and stopped as the blonde slowly leaned in towards her and, never leaving her eyes, kissed her gently on the lips, "Why don't you stay?"