I do not own Skins, or anything pertaining to the show. This fanfic is purely for fun and not for profit!

See what happens when I'm sick? I update quicker. I would have had this done sooner, but I was working on a piece for the Little Bang over on LJ. I'm not sure why I was in such a rush for it... but it's done now! So now it will sit until it's needed. *shrugs* I'll eventually post it on here, but I'm not trying to break the rules! I use the same username (reddawg82) on LJ, so if you have one... come find me there!

Anyway. Yes... to those of you who mentioned/asked about my sickness making it possible to update quicker. Such is the case, apparently since I think it's only been 3 days since my last update. So apparently, I'm glad I was able to be sick so you lot would be excited for something. Thank you for the well wishes though. I might actually try to get one more chapter done before I have to head back to work on Tuesday. No promises though.

I had quite a few new people sub/alert/review/fav me after the last chapter! Welcome to the party, and thank you!

If you ladies (and gents?) can tell... I'm a bit obsessed with lingerie (ever since KFF in that see-through teddy with bright pink knickers/bra in one of the earlier chapters)... mostly lingerie on Katie, but you know Katie wouldn't be with anyone who didn't have a stellar collection of their own!

LB... you went through a lot of the alphabet with that! I'm impressed!

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My eyes open and the sun's already starting to brighten up my drapes enough to give the room a bit of light. The first thing I do is check the other side of the bed… empty. I can't even describe how much that hurts me. I knew this would be how it is though, she's got her own room, and I have mine… no need to share. I lay on my back, looking up at the ceiling.

After a few minutes I decide that a trip to the loo is in order. I slink out of bed, my feet hit the floor with a soft thud, and I make my way to relieve myself. I'm still half asleep and nearly run into Katie as soon as I open the door, she hands me a cuppa and kisses me on the cheek, "Morning babes, I'm going out for coffee with Molly, I'll be back in time for lunch."

She's gone before I even have time to try to think of something to say. Molly. Why do I know that name? I search in my slightly hungover, tired brain for quite a while before it hits me. Molly, from the club last night. My jaw tightens and I go back to my bedroom. Where does she get off… I mean… Katie's mine. I remember the three of us dancing, laughing, chatting it up, but I don't ever remember the two having time to exchange numbers except… when I made a run to the toilets. Bitch. Anger starts to brew in my stomach. I take a sip of the heated drink in my hand to try to settle it, settle me, but it doesn't work like I had hoped.

I'm still dressed in last night's clothes. I didn't go all out, just some jeans and a band tee. I pull my clothes off and laugh at the lingerie I've got on. I look down at the black and light blue thong, bra, and garter set. Of course I ended up wearing it. I ended up finding out that Katie has one similar, though instead of light blue, she has one with red, one with purple, and even one with pink. I forget sometimes just how obsessive that girl is with anything that goes on her body.

I slip into a charcoal skirt, then put on a more low cut, and more revealing blue top. In my mind I know that Katie would at least slightly appreciate the fact that I tried to match blue and blue, even if they aren't exactly the same colour.

Time eludes me for the next half hour or so. I know I've been walking around the house doing absolutely nothing. My brain can't let go of the possibility of Katie out there flirting with some other girl, with Molly, with someone that isn't me. I'm out the door and walking, completely forgetting my keys on the table as I stride out. There are plenty of coffee shops around, but if I know Katie, and I do, she has this one place that she goes to whenever possible, and it happens to be only a couple blocks away.

Now I feel like a stalker. I'm across the street, looking into the window of the shop. Of course she's there and so is Molly. Her hair is jet black and it hangs around her mid back, and if I remember correctly, her eyes are just as blue as mine are. She's got on a short black, studded skirt and a black shirt with spikes around the collar, and tops it off with black boots. I can't see what Katie could fancy in her, if she does at all. Not that Molly's outfit looks bad, it just has no colour in it.

My blood runs cold when I watch Molly reach forward. She sets the obtrusive limb on top of Katie's hand. My eyes squint as another flash of rage moves through me. Katie starts to laugh, slipping her hand back as she raises both of them to cover her mouth as her head tilts back. If I listen carefully I swear I can hear her, that rich melodic sound. I smile, just for a moment before I look back. My girl has put her free hand in her lap and picks up her drink with the other. I can't help but smile at that.

I let my body relax and I pull out a pack of fags, puling one out and putting it between my lips. I've just flicked the lighter when I glance back up to see that Molly has moved her chair to sit next to Katie instead of across from her. Her arm is along the back of Katie's chair and they're looking at something that's sat on the table between them. I think I'm going to be sick.

I'm not quite sure how I ended up across the street, nor how I opened the door, but somehow that's exactly what happened. At least my brain didn't bring me straight over to the table, but I ended up at the counter with a girl about the age of 16 looking at me with an expression that says, 'what the fuck do you want to drink?' I clear my throat, "Iced Mocha, please." Her expression looks bored and uninterested and I hand her over a tenner and wait for my change and drink, keeping my back to Katie and Molly.

I can already feel Katie's eyes on me, and it makes me nervous. I end up dropping the notes that the counter-girl gave to me and I bend down to pick them up. My eyes glance over my shoulder to see that Katie's eyes are glued to my ass, and she's not paying any attention to whatever it is Molly is trying to say to her. My legs straighten back out and I pick up my iced drink and start to put a straw in it, "Are you spying on me?" I hear being whispered into my ear as I feel a hand on my hip, pushing me to turn around. I comply.

"No, just wanted an iced mocha," I say cooly, though I'm not sure how I actually pull that off. I take a sip and then offer it to the Fitch, "want some?"

I watch her lean forward, her lips wrap seductively around the straw, her eyes locking on with mine as she takes a short sip and pulls away. I can't help but let my eyes linger down her top as she stands back up. She takes my bicep in her hand, "Come, sit with us…" she pulls me toward the girl (who, might I add, looks completely furious that I showed up), "… you remember Molly, yeah babes?"

I smile to the girl, nodding my head, "Yeah, from last night. At the club," I respond to her before turning my azure gaze to lock with Molly's. She nods her head to me and Katie takes her seat, pulling me into the chair next to her. I lean back casually, crossing my leg in such a way that puts my foot right near Katie's legs under the small round table. I look out the window, spacing out (thinking of Katie, of course), when I feel something brush along my crossed leg. I glance down to see that Katie has done the same as I have, and the inside of our calves touch. After I look up from there, I catch a quick smirk from the Fitch twin before she focuses her attention back to Molly.

I'm trying to figure out what it is that the action might mean when I feel the toe of her heel brushing along the back of my leg. My body actually shivers, and I bring up my iced mocha to try to hide the fact that I just trembled… so I have something to blame my sudden movement on. I relax into the softness of her brushing along my calf, keeping my eyes out the window. That is, until I see Molly put her arm back around Katie, and this time, it isn't along the chair, it's actually around her shoulders. A grinding sound goes off when my teeth press against themselves. It's a struggle to keep my gaze ahead when I'm concentrating on using my peripheral vision and the reflection in the window to see what's going on next.

The only thing that's keeping me from pouncing is the fact that Katie's foot is still absentmindedly brushing my leg. I could see Molly leaning in closer; my heart is starting to pound in my ears, my vision is starting to turn red. It's when she starts whispering something into Katie's ear that I stand up, my eyes dancing like blue fire around my pupils, "That's enough," I glare at Molly, who is smiling sweetly at me, as if she's some innocent. I can feel the Fitch twin looking at me, but I have tunnel vision, "lay off her, yeah?"

Molly straightens up, not removing her arm from around the burgundy haired girl, "Didn't think you two were together…"

"She's straight," I state, knowing the other option, the other admission, is just out of the question.

The blue eyed, raven haired girl looked from me over to Katie, asking with her eyes for an explanation. Katie shrugged Molly's arm off her shoulders, "I am," she said simply.

"But, at the club…" Molly started.

Katie chuckled, "What about it? We danced, we talked… you're a nice girl."

"What?" Molly exclaimed, "A nice girl? You can't be serious? You were flirting with me all fucking night…"

"While she was dancing in my arms," I note with a smirk on my lips. My eyes flit to Katie who just smiles sweetly at me.

"This is fucking ridiculous," Molly nearly shouts as she stands up, picking up her bag of tricks and heading toward the door. Watch out Southampton, hurricane Molly is coming your way!

Neither of us say goodbye to her, but we both watch as she storms out and off she goes down the street. I sit back down and take a much needed drink of my mocha and look back out the window. Less than ten seconds later I can hear the girl beside me chuckling, and it gets louder. I can't help but turn toward her and she has her eyes closed and her hands over her mouth. "Uh… you alright?"

"Check your phone you cow," she says as she laughs.

I feel like she must have an 'I'm with stupid' t-shirt on, with the arrow pointing at me. I pull out my phone that has an unread text message from Katie. I glance up to the girl before opening it.

Help!

I start to laugh. She sent it fifteen minutes ago, probably just as I was striding into the shop. Did Katie know I had followed her, was stalking her? "Good timing, I guess," I say to the twin as she stands back up, I follow her lead, "Home?" I inquire.

"Yeah babes, think I've broken my share of hearts today," she giggles as she slips her arm through mine, squeezing my bicep softly. "Thank you, for saving me."

I look down at her as we exit the shop, "Yeah, anytime," I say nonchalantly with a shrug of my shoulders.

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We had barely been home for five minutes before I decide that a shower is in order. I head into my room and pick out some pyjama bottoms and a printed tee. I don't plan on going anywhere today, and so there's really no reason for me to get dressed properly. I turn out of my bedroom toward the shower room and nearly knock Katie over.

"I know you're not taking those off before I get to see them on you."

My head tilts to the side. I don't have the energy for this, I really don't. "I really want to take my shower…" I can't even complete my sentence before Katie's pushing me into the bathroom. She starts up the shower for me and turns, expectantly, toward me. "Um… right now?"

"Yeah babes, I wanna make sure they fit you. You don't want to be wearing lingerie that doesn't curve to your body."

"Fine," my voice comes out as irritated as I strip off my top then skirt. My hands go to my hips and all my weight is on one leg. I look to Katie's face, her lips slightly parted, her eyes running over my body. I turn around to give her a view from the back, looking over my shoulder as I do so. I hear her breath hitch and I complete the circle to face her once again. "Can I shower now? Or were you planning on joining me?" I reply in a snarky tone. My breath actually stops for a minute as her eyes catch mine. Why do I feel as if she's actually considering my offer? I swallow.

"You look… wow… Naoms…" she stammers and her lisp gets caught on my name, stopping her in my tracks. Before she can say anything else she turns and rushes out, closing the door softly behind her.

I growl a little in frustration. I don't think this shower is going to do anything for me now. Fucking Katie and her mind-fuck games.

Just… FUCK.

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