Okay, so not sure if this is a good or a bad chap…you decide….. :)

I have put more scene pics on my LJ btw: kellyblake1 :)

Naomi's POV

I arrive home at the early hours of that morning; the drive home seeming to take much longer than the anticipated drive there. I pull my car up into the available parking space outside and feel my heart twist noticing the lights on inside the house. Oh shit! Will's come home! Staggering up the cobbled tarmac, I feel a nervous and aching feeling begin to present itself in my gut. What is this? Is this guilt? I feel I haven't done anything wrong, anything at all to hurt Will. But deep down inside I know that this feeling for Emily is much stronger than anything I have ever felt with him before, stronger than the initial first attraction of each other. Stronger than the happiness he brings me…and dare I say it…stronger than the love I have ever given to him. Puffing my cheeks and letting out a huge puff of air, I shake my head, trying to empty my mind of any previous thoughts…

"Baby you're home!!" The front door whips open, startling me out of my daze, and I see Will bounding towards me, coming as though he has been missing me for days.

"Hey-" Wills arms fly round my entire body, causing me to stop mid sentence, and he jolts me up into his arms, holding me into the air.

Letting out a light chuckle at the unexpected outburst of affection, I tilt my head down, forcing my lips into contact with his. We move slowly at first, but gradually gaining speed as I relax into the kiss. His lips are hard, rough…manly, and I can't help but let my mind wander to the imagination of Emily's lips moving against mine. Noticing my change in rhythm, Will pulls me back, pools of lust forming in his eyes…Still clutching me tightly in his arms, he leads me into the house, the force of my foot kicking the door shut on the way past.

He drops me onto the sofa, and pushes his finger to my lips, stopping me from muttering any words,

"Wait here" Will points to the sofa at which I am softly relaxing into, and flutters out of the room…his attitude different…nice in fact. I wait patiently for him to return, the thought of the last few hours passing over and over in my mind, and I can't help but wonder how Emily is feeling, what she is doing right now. How could I just leave her there like that? She looked so broken and-

"-Here. Try this babe." Will hands me a freshly filled wine glass, and I just stare back into its ruby red liquid, the smell and colour jerking my mind back to previous memories. I tilt my down low to take a sip of the freshly poured drink,

"Umm…tastes nice. What is it?"

"It's a bottle of Petrus Vintage, bought it a couple of weeks ago…I was saving it for tonight"

"Aww babe! That's expensive!"

"I know, I know…but you're worth it"

I smile sweetly at the comforting words of Wills, and place a chaste kiss upon his lips. Pulling back, he is gazing deep into the centre of my eyes, a brief smile on his face. A loud beep echoes across the lounge, and the confusion flows across my features. Taking a glance to the nearby clock, it reads, 00:00 am. Huh?

Sweeping my head back to Will's, the smile still present on his lips,

"You weren't here for the strike of midnight, so I decided to stop time…Happy New Year Naomi…" Seeing the delight spread across my face, he takes my hand and slowly knees to the floor…

Oh My GOD!

"Will you please give me the pleasure of becoming my Wife? The Year 2010, becoming the start of our lives together, and truly the beginning of mine…"

Oh my fucking God!! I try to hide the panic that's flusters across my face, my cheeks growing red with the uncertainty of my answer. His face looks so scared right now. Do you love him Naomi? Do you really love him? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him? Do you? DO YOU?

…yes.

"Yes…" His eyes light up with the words of my answer "I really will".

His smile grows wider, wider than I have ever seen it before, and he looks so happy right now. Will delicately slides the golden ring, and it really is gorgeous, up the fourth finger of my left hand. I just gaze at it, my mind filled with so many different emotions, happiness, joy, anticipation, and…some sort of…regret. Will places a soft kiss upon my trembling lips, and pulls away after a few lingering moments. He picks up the duo of empty glasses,

"I'll be right back, the future Mrs. William Parsons"

Oh fucking shit! What have I done? Well done Naomi, you have truly fucked this one up now! I really do need that fucking wine…Oh God…Emily!

Emily's POV

It's the morning after last nights evens. The first of January. Surely the start of a new year, of a new decade tells you something about the upcoming periods of your life. You spend your New years eve, happy, ecstatic in fact, meaning you have a great few years ahead of you…You spend it alone and depressed, everything is gonna' go to shit. Letting out a long winded sigh at the realization that I fall into the second category, I stoop my head back down, picking up some of the remaining rubbish off of the coffee shop floor, and thump it into the bin with a loud smack. Pandora doesn't seem to notice my loud outburst of aggression, and continues the morning set up of the coffee machine. Hours pass, and I am fully aware of the mental countdown I am making of Naomi's shift, the time hopefully speedily passing by and not stopping to look back for a second glance.

More minutes pass, and I hear the bell ringing of the café door, I look up expected to be greeted by a more than tired, frail old woman but instead I am faced with the gazing eyes of Naomi. We peer deep into each other for more than a few moments, until one of us speaks,

"Hi Emily" she says shakily

"What?" I reply, rather harsh, but not regretting any of the tone in my voice.

"…Sorry?" the confusion furrowing in her brows,

"Well you obviously want something so what is it?" I snap back

"I j-j-just need to talk to you…" the confidence in her voice fading to the sound of a shy little girl,

"I'm busy!"

"Please!" raising her voice, just to calm her tone again, "Emily, I really have to speak to you"

I let out another sharp breath of air and start to turn, making my way to a secluded area. Naomi follows my tracks, and I can feel the heat of her gaze digging into the surface of my back.

Upon arriving at the quiet storage cupboard, I make my attitude towards her clear, "So what do you want?"

"I…just needed to apologize about last night-"

"-I already heard it remember? Last night, somewhere between YOU telling me it was a mistake and You, being in love with Will, so…just save it okay."

I turn to walk away, but the swift motion of Naomi's hand grabs my wrist, and I feel myself jolt at the unexpected burst of contact.

"Please Emily, just hear what I have to say yeah?"

Still refusing to face her "So speak". I hear the sound of a long intake of breath behind me, and Naomi starts to speak.

"With Will. The thing is, he has always been like a brother to me. He was someone who was always there for me whenever I needed him…I do really love him Emily". Opening my mouth to speak, I am cut of by the continuation of Naomi's words, "The thing is…lately…he has become-"

"-A prick?"

There's silence. Just silence and I begin to feel the guilt was over me at the confession of my feelings. I turn back to face Naomi, her head resting low into her hands, the sight of seeing her like that making me want to kiss everything better…but I know I cant do that. She doesn't want me to. I press the palm of my hand up the her chest-ridden chin, and begin to push her face up to meet with mine; my eyes urging her to continue.

"…Different…" She blinks slowly, "Then you Em. You came into my life…and ever since…I have felt the happiest I have been in a long time"

"So what's the-" Naomi brings her left hand up to the side of her face. I look down in confusion at the rings on her hand. Oh my…no? I jerk my head up to meet once again with Naomi's,

"He asked me last night. When I left you…I was just…so upset…and…he made me feel good for a while…so I..." Naomi lightly shakes her head, side to side and then stops, "this is what he wanted..." She trails off,

"But what about what you want? Does that not matter?"

Naomi looks down, trying to find comfort in the ground, "I don't know…I just…I don't know anymore"

"You deserve to be happy though. Just…do what you're heart tells you to okay?" We both let out slight chuckles at the cheesiness of my last comment, the humour luckily lightening the mood.

"What about us? Can we…go back to they way we were, before any of this happened?" Naomi asks.

Letting out a strangled sigh, I peer to the ground pondering over the question I've just been asked… "We can try" and I really do mean that, it's a start at least…

Okay so I promised I would fix it, I hope that's enough fixing for now…I'm off to bed :D zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz