Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated the last couple of days, I've been busy again. Here's the next one. It's a little crappy but I plan to write the rest a lot better.

Chapter 11

When she woke up, Naomi felt Emily on her body and looked down. Her head was leaning on Naomi's chest which made it hard for Naomi to move without waking her. She held Emily's head in her hands as she stood up so it wouldn't thud on the ground under her. She grabbed her clothes and a packet of cigarettes and unzipped the tent before looking to see if anyone was around. The walk through the camp site at 5AM was cold and breezy, but still, Naomi needed the toilet and didn't want to stop until she could find one.

"All right, pretty lady?" a group of men had approached her and the leader of the group had spoken. "What are you doing out here by yourself so early in the morning eh? Don't want to get a cold now, do you?" his hand brushed her jaw and grabbed her chin in between his thumb and index finger. She tried to pull away but he centred her face up to his.
"Leave me alone. I said fuck off!" Naomi tried to step back but he grabbed her arms and thrust her body into his.
He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Come on darlin', it won't take long. I'll be quick for ya." he said as he trailed his fingers up Naomi's legs and over her hips and across to the buttons of her shorts.
"Get off me!" she screamed freeing herself from the man's grip. He must have been holding on to her more firmly than she thought because as she freed herself she fell to the ground.

She straightened her clothes out and returned her eyes to the group of men and saw a familiar face standing behind them in a hooded top.

When she woke up, Emily couldn't feel Naomi underneath her. Oh fuck, she thought, not again! She threw a top on over her and left her bottom half bear apart from her underwear and ran out of the tent screaming Naomi's name.

"What the fuck's going on?" Freddie asked, popping his head out of one of the tents.
"Naomi's gone." she called frantically.
"You sure she's not just gone for a piss or something? The toilets are quite far away you know, Em." then before she could say anything, Freddie had pulled his head back in the tent.
"Fuck...the toilets." she said out loud and ran back to her tent.

Emily pulled a pair of shoes out from under her bag – or what she thought was a pair; one was Naomi's shoe and another was her own. Emily had always wondered how Naomi found it so easy to walk around barefoot, even over stones, but it was another thing that Emily loved about her – she shoved them onto her feet and ran through the camp site. She found it strange that at 5:30AM so many people were already out of bed and cooking breakfast. She had no idea where she was going, but she continued her path and sprang into a run.

"Naomi! Naomi! Where the fuck are you?" she called out as she ran into the town. There's got to be a fucking toilet block around this fucking place somewhere, she thought. "Naomi! Where the fu-" her body and her speech stopped simultaneously. In the distance she saw dark figures. Amongst them was a light-haired figure. Oh fuck...oh fucking hell! Shit! Emily forced herself into a sprint and whilst doing so, she caught her leg on a piece of metal that was sticking out of the gate she was standing by. "For fuck's sake, that's just fucking great." the blood was pouring out quite fast but she needed to get to Naomi. She pulled the hood over her head and limped off down to where the figures were based.
"Emily...no! Don't! They'll hurt you." Naomi screamed out as she pulled herself up and lunged toward Emily.
"Ah, another one has decided to join us now. How brilliant! The more the merrier, eh lads?" the gang's leader piped up again facing Emily. He turned back round to smile at Naomi and before Naomi could tell her to stop, Emily had jumped on his back and wrestled him to the ground.
"You fucking cunt. You twat!" between every phrase, Emily was violently punching the man in the jaw. "You stupid fucker! Stay the fuck away you tosser! You get the fuck off my girlfriend!"
"Emily! Emily, please, come on! I don't want you to hurt yourself!"

Emily felt a pair of hands grab her waist from behind her and haul her up from towering over the man. She felt weightless; like a feather floating around, as she was lifted up and pulled into an embrace. As she fell into the embrace, she knew it wasn't Naomi. She looked up and saw Thomas. The rest of the gang were surrounding them and the men had disappeared all in the blink of an eye. Thomas pulled away from the hug and directed Emily to Naomi who was standing behind Emily.

Naomi cradled Emily in her arms and didn't let go for several minutes. When Emily was in her arms it felt like time stood still and she never wanted it to start moving again. She cupped the back of Emily's head with her left hand and kissed her on the forehead. Emily needed to feel like Naomi was safe and this was her reassurance – being in Naomi's arms.

The group bundled into the car once again after collapsing the tents and packing everything into the boot with a struggle. No one had said a word since they left the camp site – almost like a repeat of the journey there – even Cook was being quiet, for once. Emily slid her hand underneath Naomi's and rested her head on her shoulder. She must have drifted off to sleep because when she woke up as she felt Naomi's arms reach under hear and lift her from the car. She hadn't been carried out of the car since she was seven-years-old when she used to nuzzle herself into her dad's arms to get comfy. She did the same to Naomi whose face had a smile spread across it whilst Emily made herself comfortable.

Resting Emily down on the bed, Naomi pulled off the girl's shoes and placed them on the floor then continued to take the girl's heavy clothing off, leaving her in her underwear. Leaning down toward the end of the bed, Naomi pulled the duvet covers over Emily to keep her warm.

"Sleep tight...Emily." she said after kissing Emily's cheek.
She stayed there all night, watching Emily sleep. Something about watching her sleep made Naomi feel relaxed and safe. Her hand had been holding Emily's all night and Emily hadn't stirred. Footsteps broke Naomi's trail of thought as the loomed their way closer to Emily's bedroom door.
"What the fuck?" Jenna, Emily's mum, said. "What are you still doing here? Get out of my house now!" her eyebrows were furrowed together profusely and her hand was planted firmly on her hip.
Naomi stood up to leave but Emily's hand pulled her back down. "Fuck off, mum."
"Emily, do not talk to me like that!"
"Mum, leave them to it, will you? Naomi's not done any harm." Katie said as she pushed her way into their bedroom.
"I don't want Naomi...polluting Emily. She's bad news and she needs to leave."
"No mum, Jesus...you're the one who's polluting Emily!" Katie cried out.
"It's fine, Katie, I'll leave. I need to go home anyway." Naomi cut in and released her hand from Emily's grasp.
"Jesus, sit down Naomi. You're staying."
"She is not staying, young lady. Now do as you're told, the lot of you!" Jenna cried to the girls and stormed off down the stairs.
"Thanks, Katie...you didn't have to do that." Naomi said through a small smile trying not to make too much eye contact with her.
"I think I fucking did, Naomi." a cheeky grin overcame her face.
"I uh, I best get going anyway. Cheers." she stopped in the doorway and looked over to Emily's bed.

Emily sat up with a look on her face that expressed: 'where the hell do you think you're going?'

"See you later Em. Love you." and with that she was off; a spring in her step.
"Every fucking time." Emily said out loud and exhaled whilst falling back into her bed.
"Go the fuck after her then you tit!"

Emily looked at her sister and at the door, flitting between the two for a minute or two contemplating her options. Katie walked over to her sister's bed and sat down on it with her. The two hadn't really been that close lately and they both had missed it. Katie reached over and hugged her sister which made Emily go into a shocked reaction – her sister hadn't hugged her for two years.

"Thank you." Emily whispered into her sister's neck.

She ran down the stairs and as she ran to the front door, stubbed her toe on the door frame.

"Bugger. Fucking fuck! ...Naomi!" she shouted across to Naomi who was nearly at the end of the street. "Naomi! Stop you fucking fanny!"

Naomi turned around and Emily homed in on her. She looked down at Emily's feet and laughed.

"I thought I was the one who never wore shoes Em?"
"Shut up and kiss me." she launched herself Naomi and clamped her lips on hers. "I love you" she said as she pulled away. "I love you, Naomi. I love you." each time she pulled away for a breathe she couldn't stop herself from saying 'I love you'.
"I love you too."

Just wondering, I think I need to make the chapters longer because they're a little shitty at the moment let's be honest. But when I read some fics that have long chapters, they get a little boring. What do you think? Do you think I should make them longer, or keep them short like this?