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I attacked her lips straight away, not waiting for her to answer the question because I didn't want her to answer it, I wanted her now, in fact I needed her now and I was going to get what I wanted for a change. Her hands clutch to my back, linking her own hands behind me to push my body closer to her, the kiss is different, it's slow and for once I feel like she actually wants to be here doing this, her head leaning to the left and mine to the right as we continue to change the position of our lips on each others, reluctantly I pull away from the kiss, staying just long enough to enjoy the taste of her bottom lip, before slowly tugging at it and letting it go, looking up to read the expression on her face with a smirk. She swallows, smiling at me before leaning forward to claim my lips again, I take this opportunity to slide my hands under the back of her shirt, caressing the skin gently before reaching what I'm aiming for, the clip of her bra, she pulls back suddenly.

'No' she says my face drops

'I mean, not no to that' she mumbles shyly, her eyes dropping to my arms around her waist whilst she blushes.

'I want to... it's just anybody could come in' she lifts her eyes, looking over at the unlocked door and the dusty frosted windows next to it, I follow her glaze.

I run the scenario over in my head, me and Naomi not moving from the current position we're in as my eyes don't leave the door. We could lock it. But then chances are some bastard would start banging it down and demanding a reason for why it's locked. We could be really quiet. Not possible. I sigh looking back up at her sadly, defeated.

'you're right' I push back from her, leaving her arms fragilely hanging loosely by her sides, shirt still hanging out around her hips from the PG 13 touch up.

'See you in the canteen?' I offer, throwing her a sad smile before turning around and heading for the library exit, I'm stopped by a strong grip on my wrist.

'Do you think that...' she starts, I turn around, waiting for her to finish her sentence, she lightly caresses her thumb across the base of my hand, making my eyes snap down to it and then back up to her smiling face.

'Do you think that we could make it to my office without being caught?' my eyes widen, the smile on her face growing into a wicked one, suddenly she's the confident one and I've turned into the frightening little girl again.

'No one was around when I came in' I stutter out, she smiles eyes flicking from mine and down to my lips every couple of seconds because she tugging her own lip between her teeth and dragging my body to the library door giggling. I let myself be dragged, me lagging behind as she carefully opens the library door, poking her head out and around the corners, and she turns back around to me with an amused expression on her face.

'Go now' she says, pointing out to the empty hall.

'I'll follow you there' she says, and I can't help the excitement from showing on my face, leaning in abruptly and capturing her lips into a shattering kiss before I exit into the hall walking the opposite direction to the way I came in, obviously knowing the way to Naomi's office by the amount of time I've spent in it, I hear the creaking of the door echo through the hall, turning around to see a nervous looking Naomi following my lead. When we're all clear she catches up, both walking twice the speed we usually would and before I know it, she's right at the side of me.

I burst out laughing from the nervous expression she's currently sporting, she smirks turning her head at me 'what?' she asks, I shrug as we continue our journey down the halls. To be honest for me it's kind of a funny situation, we're walking carefully down the hall to go and have sex, planned sex. Her hands shake nervously as she twists the key in the lock, trying too hard that it's not actually opening and she groans in frustration, I rest my hand on her lower back and her hand freezes, door finally opening.

When we make it in side we fumble around, knocking a load of shit off her table, we can't get enough of each other as she guides me slowly to her office desk, then suddenly she freezes again.

'Emily I've never..' she says it quietly, cheeks flushing red as she wipes my saliva off her lips, she not meeting my eyes either, darting around her office but never coming back to fall onto my face, and then it snaps, god Emily you stupid prick, of course!

'You've never with a girl' I conclude as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, here I am acting like miss confident when of course this would be her first time with a women, no wonder she always seemed so hesitant when we would stop and start. All my thoughts crash together then when I see Naomi shaking her head at it, I raise an eyebrow.

'You have had sex with girls before?' It contains a hint of jealously, it felt kind of special being the only female she's ever been with, and now that's ripped away, I want to know why Naomi still won't look at me, hoping she doesn't have nothing serious to share.

'No I haven't' she mumbles, I take charge, slowly caressing my hand under her chin and pushing it till her head is coming up and her eyes are meeting mine, she looks worried, my heart beating faster when I see her eyes shining with tears, I begin to panic inside.

'Naomi, what is it?' I ask a little more urgent this time, can't help feeling slightly guilty about what she's hider rather than how upset the girl seems to appear in front of me.

She shakes her head again, taking a deep breath before looking me deadly in the eyes 'I've never,' she sighs, pushing back from my hold slightly 'fuck, this is embarrassing' she says it quietly, probably wasn't meant for my ears, her head snaps up then.

'I've never been with anybody'

The words linger in the air; I'm probably not making her feel any more less embarrassed as my mouth is currently dangling open in shock, Naomi Campbell, my Naomi is a virgin, I almost want to slap myself that the thought didn't cross my mind at all, she sighs at my reaction, standing up and fixing her shirt.

'Look I know what you're thinking, 20 an still being a virgin is-'

I stand up abruptly, cutting off her shaking voice as I raise my hands at her 'No, not at all!' I whale my hands about as she looks at me unconvinced 'I'm sorry, I'm just shocked' she sighs again, turning around from me and crossing her arms over her chest.

'No, not like that just, you're fucking gorgeous' I blurt out, she turns round with her eyes widening, small smirk playing on her lips until she laughs gently, her embarrassment fading and mine only beginning to show, I through her a shy smile.

'I don't think it goes by that' she says sarcastically rolling her eyes at me.

'It's not that I never had the chance, you know' she shrugs carelessly 'Just never really felt right' she concludes.

'oh and let's not forget my military dad' We both laugh, and fair point, if my dad was a complete psycho governor then I know for a fact any boy or girl wouldn't get a yard near me, mines bad enough and he only owns a gym.

She smiles again at me shyly, not looking at my eyes once again; I'm so in love with her at this moment I don't know what to do.

'Don't be embarrassed, it's actually really great' how many times I wished that I could rewind my first time is unreal, let's just say that it was with a boy and that I was also seriously confused about what I was doing, she shrugs, probably thinking that I'm just trying to comfort her.

'We can wait' I suggest, taking a look around where we are, cold office, blank walls, fucking on her table is hardly romantic enough for a first time. I now know why she ran away all those other times, and me stupid fucking Emily caused arguments with her, and then actually punched her.

'I don't want to' her hands trail up my back, under the t-shirt to stroke my smooth skin, my eyes instantly snap to hers, still shy but now she's looking at me, playing with the hem of my shirt and looking at me with those fucking eyes, sometimes I wish I wasn't such a nice person, pushing her back slightly I shake my head.

'Not here, especially for your first time, it's cold and dark and-' she raises one single finger, pushing it to my lips and I instantly shut up, biting her lip it's her turn to shake her head at me.

'I don't care about the place, it's the person'

'Wow' the only words I can hear Naomi repeat next to me whilst we lie on the floor in a sweaty heap, deeply breathing my wide eyes haven't left the roof since we finished, I think it's one of the best things I've ever done in my life. Her lips, her eyes, finally seeing her body under those tight white blouses, fuck me.

I turn to look at her, I have her right next to me still completely naked with nothing but a small blanket Naomi keeps in her office to keep us warm, yeah the floors hard and cold, making my back hurt but none of that matter to me anymore. I can't help but notice the stillness of her body, her eyes also glued to the roof like mine were earlier.

'Naomi?' I ask quietly, she flinches, breaking the contact from the roof and meeting my eyes, she blushes.

'Sorry, it's just...' she doesn't finish her sentence, eyes suddenly leaving mine to scan down my body, catching the parts of my pale skin that's being revealed by the small blanket, I sigh, feeling suddenly conscious of what her eyes are seeing. Being in here a couple of months means I haven't been on my usual healthy, especially no exercise from being cooped up in my small cell most of the time so I admit I've probably gained a little weight, maybe filling me out more.

'You're so beautiful' she whispers almost as if she can't believe it, dreamily reaching out to stroke the small of my back, continuing until she's stroking up my arms, finding my hand and linking our hands together, I sigh contently watching her. It goes silent again then as her eyes shyly keep scanning my body. I watch her, watch that twinkle in her eye that I've only seen one other time, the time she was pushing me up the wall and bringing me back to my cell, twinkle leaving when she got scared and ran away, at least now I know why.

'I love you' I say, almost an automatically response by just looking at her now, her blonde hair all messed around her shoulders, lip stick that was once there now faded, some traced down her neck, her perfect breasts, legs, hips.

She turns her body, successfully making the blanket rip off both of our bodies, she pushes our bodies more together, searching my eyes, I don't know why but she continues to do it, her face remaining completely serious making me once feel conscious.

'Do you?'

I nod my head, swallowing back my nervousness as she keeps looking at me, breathing out a sigh of relief when a smile breaks out on her face. We both lean over to each other, lips meeting softly, tongues finding each other. I reach my arms around her neck, hands roaming the back of her hair. She shifts her body so she's on top of me. Both giggling as the kisses become sloppier and her hand drops lower down my torso, until a massive knock against the hard wooden door breaks us apart.

'Fuck off' Naomi groans towards the door, surprising me altogether with how calm she looks considering the consequences of both of us being found together like this.

'Naomi it's Don, Wondering if you wanted to catch some lunch?' as soon as I hear that name my blood boils, why's he knocking at my girlfriend's door asking for lunch together? Okay so maybe using girlfriends is not what we are yet but still, I'm fucking her not him. I squirm underneath her, trying to release myself from her arms gripping mine to the floor, she shakes her head at me mouthing a quiet no.

'No thanks' she shouts, keeping her weight balanced on top of my body, his shadow on the frosted glass door not moving.

'The canteens pretty quiet at the moment, we'll be rid of the scum in this place' he says again, and for once I actually feel protected of the inmates in here, yeah we're all in here for a reason even if most of them are here by mistake but still we're not scum.

'Listen I'm busy okay? I'll catch you later'

The shadows still there, me wanting to know why the bastard just won't take the fucking hint, I'm about a second away from jumping up to open the door and show him the position me and Naomi are currently in, maybe then he'll get it into his thick fucking head that she just isn't interested, with a couple of muttered words he's walking away from the door, leaving me and Naomi alone.

She goes to kiss me again, I turn my head to the side where her lips clumsily land on my cheek, she looks down at me confused 'I better get dressed' I say quietly, finally pushing her smooth naked body off me whilst I route around the room for my hastily dissuaded underwear.

'We've got a while till lock up yet' Naomi points out, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind as I try and adjust my bra. 'and I'm sure you still have a lot more to show me' she giggles, I lightly push her arms away suddenly put out of the mood by Mr Walker and Naomi's obliviousness to his flirting, and let's not to mention I've suddenly remembered what he said the other day about them having "a fun night".

I continue to get dressed, trying to ignore the rush that goes through my body every time I catch a glimpse of her naked body limply standing there as I pull my pants back over my legs, followed by the t-shirt I've just collected from the file cabinet.

'Did I do something wrong?' she asks timidly, she starts to dress too, covering her breasts up with the pointless see-through blouse. I can't help but thinking about the fact that this is her first time, right after my first time we both got dressed in silence and never spoke again, a part from the occasional fake smile or kind words whilst we passed through the college halls, I know how horrible that feels.

I sigh, shaking my head to turn around to her worried blue eyes

'He fancies you' I say feeling like a child, a fucking stupid small child who accuses their boyfriends they've had for 4 minutes on the playground of fancying someone else.

'This is about Walker?' she asks confused, I nod my head in confession.

'The way he fucking eyes you as if you're naked every day, him always fucking asking you to do things with him'

'Emily he does that to every female within a yard of him, there's nothing I can really do about it' she explains.

'Maybe you don't want to do nothing about it' I mutter not quite sure how to stop the words from leaving my mouth when I get jealous.

'Emily, I barely enough notice he's doing it anymore, I barely notice anybody anymore because of you' she walks closer to me, lightly grabbing at my hand until I accept hers, she links ours fingers together again 'and I can't explain any of this, and it's all just shocking to me, I think I love you Emily'

It doesn't matter to me that Naomi said think, it's the fact that I've never heard her say love before, and I think she might of just told me she loves me and it feels great, even if I haven't replied to the blonde who is currently looking really nervous right in front of me.

'So you didn't go on a date with him the other night?' I ask carefully, not accusing just wanting to make sure I'm not being lied to, I know the answer as soon as Naomi pulls a disgusted face and squeezes my hand.

'No, he just made it fucking sound like that' the blonde says 'I was out with a couple of friends and he happened to be in the same place, wouldn't fucking leave us alone all night that we just ended up ditching him in the end' I smile as Naomi explains this.

'Good, next time I might have to actually punch him' I say, biting my lip slightly so my smile doesn't break out, she starts laughing, she grabs my hips pulling me closer to her before kissing my nose.

After lock up I spent the entire night in bed thinking about Naomi, somehow one of the worst situations in my life has brought me to something good. I can't help pushing my luck and actually want to know what it would be like if I met her outside of prison. Would we talked have talked about what we did? Would are dates be full of laughter about difficult inmates Naomi had dealt with at work that day.

'Your thinking's keeping me awake' I laugh at Effy's tired voice coming from the bunk underneath me, wondering how the girl does stuff like that half the time.

'Creep' I throw back at her, catching the small scoff she replies with.

'Actually it's the sound of your fucking nails tapping against that wall' I look up to see my hand resting against the wall on my bunk, tapping at it gently and producing a small sound, something I usually do when I'm thinking things over too much.

'So are you going to tell me what's wrong or shall I wait until your nails have dug a escape hole in that wall?' before I even have time to answer I feel the bunk rocking, Effy's slender fingers appearing at the top of the bunk, she pulls her body up until she's sitting cross legged in front of me, small tired smile plastering her face.

I shake my head at her, stopping my nails on the wall 'There's nothing to tell' I simply answer biting my lip. She laughs, clearly not believing me; she doesn't talk then, just keeps staring into my eyes.

'I had sex with Naomi' I blurt out, not covering up the giant smile that spreads across my face, her eyes widen, mouth opening before a sly slap is applied to my wrist.

'You slut! How was it?' she crosses her legs more in, scooting over till she's closer. It reminds me of the time Katie would hook up with somebody then rate them with me after. She wouldn't tell me about the sex obviously, just how the guy treated her and if he had a six pack or not.

'Good, it felt right' I don't know how else to describe it, Naomi first of all trusting me to be the one she lost it with, making it my responsibility that she at least remember her first time, remember it as a good one that is. I go into minor detail with Effy, basically about fucking on her office floor and also desk once we got most of her paper work off it.

'I can't believe you slept with Campbell, the amount of shit we could get from this' she says offhandedly, I look at her confused, resting my head down on my pillow slightly.

'What do you mean?' she flashes me a small before shrugging.

'Come on Em, Imagine if Gov found out about this, I bet Naomi would do anything to keep it a secret' she winks at me and I feel sick, seeing the old Effy from when she had the drugs come back into play.

'Eff...'

'Chill Emily I'm joking, I know you're not like that' she says and I sigh relief, I never know whether she's being serious or joking which most of the time gets real confusing for me in this place. We both fall asleep on my bunk, Effy falling into the slumber before me. I can't help but wonder if she's going to use the stuff I tell her against me. Okay I might trust the girl again but not as much as the old naive Emily did.

I'm eating breakfast in the canteen the next morning, for most of the inmates the 15 minutes to eat get's used in the yard smoking, meaning that there's only around 20 people ever in the canteen, it's probably the favourite part of my day. Especially when you can eat your toast looking over at a obviously flushed Naomi who's definitely thinking about the amazing shag you had the night before whilst trying to converse with her colleagues .

You can tell she can't concentrate, continuously moving her fringe to move away from her eyes where she'll catch my eyes and I'll smirk, resulting in her cheeks getting a pinkish blush to them.

'Hey' I bring my eyes up from my plate at the voice, sitting in front of me is a youngish girl with brown hair; I throw her an unsure smile. I have seen her around before obviously as this place is pretty tightly knitted but I've never spoken to her, actually I've never really spoken to anybody outside the small group of friends I've made in here. She continues to smile as I drop my toast to the plate.

'Hi...' I reply confused, sending her a tiny unsure smile.

'It's Rebecca' she flicks off her tongue, scanning her eyes clearly over my body; I squirm awkwardly as she does it.

'Emily' I offer. I try to narrow my eyes past her to see if Naomi's still there, which I admit is a bit unfriendly to do to someone who's just came over to make conversation with you.

'I know who you are, been here a couple of months yeah?'

I nod, not really being bothered to explain why I'm here or how long I'm going to be here. Still I notice she doesn't leave as keeps watching me. Only this time Naomi's eyes are also on the both of us.

'Wanna come outside for a smoke?' she asks, gesturing to the pack of cigarettes in her hand, I smile politely at her shaking my head, because I don't really smoke in the first place and also because I don't know the girl even if she is just being friendly.

'No thanks, I don't smoke' I simply reply, her face drops, but I just divert my eyes back down to my plate, heart beat returning to normal when they see her shadow lift from the table.

'Shame, I would of thought your type would love to be alone with girls' I feel her spit into my ear before doing a spine chilling laugh, I freeze, wanting to keep my sexuality to myself in this place only 4 people actually know Effy, Pandora, Naomi and Karen. They only know because I trusted them enough but anybody else it's strictly my business, you don't have to watch bad girls to know what they do in these places.

I snap my eyes up, really taking in the laughing girls face and that's when it clicks, matching her face with one of the girls who pushed me down in the hall with the books. She walks away then, still laughing as she exits into the yard, I feel sick. Ever felt ashamed even if it was only ever you and one other person in the conversation? That's how I felt now, except it was mixed with anger, especially at the one fucking person's laughter I could hear from the corner of the canteen.

I bolt up from my seat, my chair springing back off its four legs to hit the floor, noise gathering the attention of people, especially Naomi who's now up out of her chair as if she knows something's going to happen.

Brown eyes are snapping up to mine as soon as my hands slam against the table she's sitting at.

'I don't know what your fucking problem is but you had no fucking right' I spit at her, teeth grinding away that it feels like they'll wear down to nothing by the end of this conversation.

Karen looks up, seemingly confused to why I'm standing in front of her accusing her of something that she's obviously done. 'You promised you wouldn't tell anyone!' I spit at her, she scoffs horrible smirk pulling up on her lips.

'I don't owe you fucking anything' she says, spitefully smiling before looking back to her nail beds resting on the table top.

'You're such a bitch' I mutter, turning around deciding to find something more important to do with my time than talk to some self obsessed bitch. Things hadn't got better with Karen at all, I admit lying to her was kind of wrong but she's acting as if I stabbed her, terrible example I know.

'Oh come on Emily, as if it isn't bloody obvious anyway, fucking dyke' she shouts, and I freeze right in the middle of the canteen. Suddenly feeling like that younger teenager who was terrified of telling people who she really was, telling her sister why she didn't have a boyfriend, watch people in college that didn't accept her, the laughter that would hurt her ears every time she walked into a room.

Except this time there wasn't any laughter but I still felt it, felt the tears spring to my eyes as I looked around to see the faces of the inmates all judging me, feeling like once again I was in a place where I wasn't accepted, the last thing I hear before running out the canteen in tears is Naomi shouting my name.