I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, ten days is it? It's just that it was my last week of semester and there were a lot of stuff to do. But hey, I'm back now. :)

WOW. You guys are insane, thank you very much for all the reviews, I was totally blown away. I didn't expect you'd like that chapter. Shout out to Steph81! :)

evans lynch- wow, i actually had to google that 90210 reference man. no worries, Emily loves Naomi so much to do that. :D

Emily's POV

When Katie and I were eight, she pushed me off the top of our bunk bed and I ended up in the hospital with a broken arm. Those milliseconds before I hit the floor, the helplessness of falling and having no choice but to submit to the laws of gravity was one of the most dreadful moments of my life. That feeling is similar with what I'm feeling right now. I feel like falling. Falling into a void of heartaches and loneliness.

I walked home, it took me almost an hour, but it helped me clear my brain, but just barely. I arrived back in my flat, my feet numb and I have a pounding headache. I feel like throwing up. I drag my feet up the steps, dropped my keys twice on the floor before I get it into the keyhole.

I closed the door and rested my back on it, closing my eyes after.

Why does she have to do this?

I was so angry and mad at her one hour ago but now the loneliness is overtaking it. I feel so fucking alone. I went to my bedroom and sits at the edge of the bed and I stare out at the photos of Naomi on the wall. Just a week ago, I took the other girls' pictures off and replaced them with her. Even how much I hate her right now I won't ever deny she's the most beautiful person I've ever seen.

"Damn you," I whispered. For causing these conflicting emotions.

I looked away when it got too much and lie on my bed with my back on that wall full of Naomi. It didn't help because lying on the other side was her used shirt, casually lying on the space beside me. I think about throwing it to the laundry but the other idea took over and I reached for it. I hold it up in front of me; it's ruffled and has a little coffee stain on the front. I bring it closer and smell it, Naomi's scent invading my senses.

"Damn you for doing this to me."

I won't see her for four days but one god damn hour and I'm already miserable. I let go then, and I cried on the shirt. Cried until I couldn't cry any more, cried until it gets hard to breathe. By the time I was done, my throat is dry from sobbing, my eyes are sore, and I'm just too fucking tired to do anything so I shut my eyes and went to sleep.

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I must have slept for hours because when I wake up, the room's dark with the only light coming from the lamp post outside my window. I squinted to adjust my eyes into the darkness before I sat up slowly and rubbed on my cheek.

"Ah, fuck…" I groaned when I realized my headache is worse. I reach for the bottle of Tylenols on my bedside drawer and went over to the kitchen for water, opening the lights as I go.

After I took the medicine, I propped myself on one of the stools and stare at the glass of water between my hands.

Is Naomi giving up on us? Why does she have to go away? Was this one of those moments where one person's too chicken to break up with the other that they do something so the other would break up with them instead?

I tried not to think about it and told myself we'll be alright once she gets back. But there are nagging questions at the back of my head: what if she takes the job? Will she break up with me? If not, can we handle a long- distance relationship?

"Stop, stop, just fucking… stop." I don't want to think about that right now. It's too fucking much.

I hear a faint sound somewhere and I went still for a few seconds to determine what it was. I realized someone's knocking on the door. I look at the clock and it's past 11. Who would be coming over at this time? I considered ignoring it and maybe that person's going to leave eventually when they get tired knocking. Besides I don't feel like talking to anyone right now, I'm just a fucking mess.

But the knocking just went on and on. "Oh for fuck's sake." I walked briskly towards the door. Who the fuck could you be?

I yank the door open and went face to face with Naomi. She looks bewildered when she sees me and I'm sure I'm looking the same.

She opens her mouth to say something but closes it again, changing her mind and we stare at each other instead. Just looking at her does crazy things to my heart.

"Uhm… hi," she says eventually and gave me an unsure smile.

Why do you have to be here? Can't you just leave me so I could be miserable over you in peace? I want to tell her but I settled on the silence.

"You've been crying," she says, roaming her eyes all over my face.

"Yeah," I croaked, my voice is raspy from the lack of use.

"Sorry for making you cry."

I swallow hard and nodded my head. "It's late, what are you doing here Naomi?"

"I uhm… I'm here to say something… and I need you to listen because it's sort of fucking important."

"I'm listening."

She clears her throat and wrings her hands. "Right, uhm… I'm sorry for not telling you, I'm a twat for doing that. It's no excuse but I've been by myself a long time, just you know… thinking about myself, that I forgot how to be with someone. But I promise I'll try hard to be better with this, okay? I'll try harder for you, for us."

Us.

I was stunned and I only get to nod my head.

"And I love you, I really do. So fucking much. Alright Em?"

"Alright," I replied, shocked at how intense she is getting. "I love you too."

"Oh," she says. "Do you still?"

"Yes, of course," I say and the smile she put on after is so fucking adorable.

"That's nice," she said with a little smile.

I stare at her and she stares at her hands for a few moments.

"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" I asked her, it's time to talk about the inevitable. "Maybe I could… see you off?"

"Oh that," she shifts her weight on her other foot, "well, I also came here to tell you I'm not leaving anymore."

"What? Why not? I thought you wanted to go." I open the door wider and stepped into the hallway with her.

"I didn't know what I want until you made me realize what is that... I really want."

"What? What do you want?"

"You. I only want you. And if leaving means losing you then I'd rather be here."

Oh fuck, why does she have to be so wonderful? "But... but it doesn't feel right. Are you sure you don't want to go? I admit I acted a bit selfish back there."

Naomi shook her head. "No, no, no, it's not selfish. Don't feel guilty or anything, I forbid you. I really want to stay and I talked to Michael about it."

I shake my head slowly. "Alright then."

"Well that's what I've got to say. I understand if you still want that four- day break." She smiles timidly at me. "I guess I'd better be going now. Good night Em."

Go? What? "Wait," I said when she starts for the stairs. She comes back and looks at me.

"Yeah?"

"Don't you want to spend the night? You know… so we get to talk more about it?"

She blushes, like really fucking blushes. "I'd like to but I have Cook waiting by the car."My frown made her explain how Cook went over and talk some senses into her.

"If I do something about it, would you spend the night?"

"I- yeah, sure."

"Okay, I'll be right back," I said and made my way downstairs. I saw Naomi's car across the street, Cook's by the driver's seat, the window rolled down and he's smoking. He sees me crossing the street and he gets out the car.

"What happened?" he asked me when I reached him. "Where's Naoms?"

"She's upstairs," I tell him and surprised him by giving him a hug. "Thanks for your little push Cook, Naomi told me about it."

"It was nothing Red, we both know Naomi's stubborn at times."

"I meant it Cook, thank you."

"You're welcome sweetheart," he said with a grin.

"So listen, you don't mind leaving her with me? I want to spend the night with her."

Cook's grin is ridiculous, it looks like it's gonna rip his face off and I couldn't help grinning back at him. "I don't fucking mind of course Em. I'll bring her car back to her place then I'll be on my way."

"Thank you again Cook, I owe you one."

He gave me a little salute and gets in the car. "And tell Campbell she owes me one." I wave and crossed back to the street when he drove off.

I won't give up on us

Even if the skies get rough

I'm giving you all my love

I'm still looking up

Still looking up.

So… I didn't want to cut it short but I think it would be better if it's Naomi's POV on what happens next. I'll try to update as soon as I could. I promise! I hope you guys liked it. Did you like it?