Thanks for the reviews, I'm hoping to get a couple more updates up tonight, before I get extra busy tomorrow (though I'm sure I'll fit in at least 1 update a day, maybe more if you're lucky ;-) ), so here's the first one. I hope you enjoy...

I'm going to VERMONT (USA) for two whole months, I'm really excited right now so I just felt like sharing that with you all. Which means I have until the start of June to finish this fic...I so wish I could keep going forever with it. :( I'll miss my skins fic world.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins...would Skins bring back Naomily for a third time? (Sadly probably not :-( )

The room was quiet, the only sound was the gentle breathing of Naomi's sleep ridden body. Her hands clutched together tightly under her head and her legs curled up against the end of the sofa. Emily watched her sister lay a thick blanket over Naomi, then signalled to her from the doorway to the kitchen.

"She seems alright now," Katie whispered, closing the kitchen door behind her.

"Why did you bring her back here?" Emily said as loudly as she could without raising her voice.

"Don't start Emily,"

"Why shouldn't I? She shouldn't be here, we should have taken her home,"

Katie rolled her eyes and poured herself a mug of coffee from the freshly boiled kettle, "She needs to be with someone, it was the right thing to do."

"She lives in halls, there's plenty of people who could have looked after her," Emily moaned.

"You think she actually knows the people she lives with?" Katie asked, sarcastically.

Emily ignored the comment, "You know how I feel about her,"

"Exactly, I thought that meant you cared enough to look out for her, we did the right thing."

-

She knew it wouldn't have been fair to send her home to strangers, she'd never heard her mention the people she lived with, let alone whether she was friendly with them. But she still wasn't happy with her being there. She might have been in love with her, but so much had changed, there were so many things she didn't know about Naomi's life now. She felt annoyed that Katie had brought her there without asking, just assumed it would be okay simply because she'd confided in her about feelings that she could barely admit to herself even existed.

"Just because I still have feelings for her does not mean I want her in our house," Emily snarled, unable to let go of the anger she felt about the situation.

"Well for once Ems this isn't about 'your feelings', I think you're forgetting which one of us is the bitch,"

Emily was taken aback by the comment. She knew she was being unfair, but bitchy? The thought hadn't even crossed her mind. Katie was always the bitch and she was the nicer one who cared about other people. It suddenly dawned on her how different the situation was. Emily was about to respond when Katie carried on talking.

"So stop with the freaky Friday moment, we need to support Naomi, you don't know what..." Katie's voice trailed off, a look of realisation in her eyes.

"Don't know what?" Emily asked, following the conversation.

Katie shook her head, "Nothing, just she's our friend and she saw something well unpleasant so we should be there for her."

Emily took a deep breath, several thoughts on her mind, but only one escaped her lips, "OUR friend?"

Katie nodded, emptying the final mouthful of her drink into her mouth.

"I don't think she should be alone, we can take shifts watching her."

"She fainted Katie, she didn't get fucked off her face then threw up, she's not a risky drunk,"

"Were watching her, okay?" Katie told her.

-

Emily wanted to argue, she didn't let her sister walk over her like she used to, she didn't let her order her around. But for once she knew she was right, so she kept her mouth shut. She was getting tired and just wanted to get some rest.

"Okay, I'll take the first shift,"

Katie disappeared upstairs to bed and Emily lifted a second blanket around her body, sinking into an armchair. It wasn't the comfiest of places, nor was it suitable to sleep on, but she curled up as best as she could and rested her chin on the arm of the chair. She watched Naomi's chest rise and fall with every shallow breath. She felt guilty; guilty for the way she'd behaved, guilty for not being the friend she should have been and guilty for the fact that instead of watching Naomi caringly, all she could think about was what was beneath the covers. She could smell Naomi's natural scent, a smell that she was so familiar with. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside, it made her mind wander beneath Naomi's clothes, yearning for the girl, whose body she once knew like the back of her hand.

-

She took a deep breath, her body shaking with nerves, tingling with feelings she'd long ago pushed aside. But Naomi's presence made her feel alive, made her hairs stand on end and her mouth grow dry. It wasn't the time or the place for her thoughts, her fantasies; she knew it was wrong to be thinking about such things at that time. But she wished for the future, hoped for a time when they could be together again, her fingers running through Naomi's hair, their lips joined, their bodies so close she could feel Naomi's heart beating. She didn't even know if Naomi felt the same way. But it didn't matter because Emily was falling asleep, her thoughts becoming dreams and her fantasies becoming reality in the comfort of her own head.

AN: Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I can't wait to share the next one with you. Please leave a review/comment, it doesn't have to be in depth, anything is nice to read.