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The next few day's were a bit of a blur to Naomi and Emily. Effy and Pandora were staying at a B&B in town, but they were always turning up at the mansion; Each time bringing more booze and more drugs. This added to the fact that they now had their own room made the days seem to merge into one. Their days consisted of: Getting up, usually having morning sex, if Emily got her way anyway; Not that Naomi took much convincing. Going down for lunch, hanging around till dinner, 'get completely fucked' as Effy would so eloquently put it, with her, Panda, Adam and Rachel. Then, of course, having more sex till they were completely exhausted. The only thing they really had to worry about was all the noise, Naomi telling everyone that she had terrible 'nightmares'. They weren't too sure everyone bought the story. But they were past caring now. It was only four day's till the wedding. Gina was going a little crazy trying to organize everything, especially since her own friends and family had arrived in Dublin, all staying at one of the hotels in town. Gina either spent the days with the wedding planners or on the phone to someone, complaining about something. Keiren, of course, finding it all immensely amusing, especially when every time he offered to help, all he got as a reply is a breezy 'No, I've got it. Everything's fine." He didn't dare argue otherwise.


They stepped outside, the cold breeze hitting them instantly, a stark contrast to the hot, thick air in the club. The booming bass inside now just a muted thud. Naomi shivered, rubbing her hands together to try and warm them up. Emily wrapped a hand around her waist, seeing that she was feeling the cold. Naomi put her arm over her shoulder instinctively, pulling her closer, taking a sip from her bottle of beer she was holding with her free hand.

"Panda's all over Adam tonight." Emily laughed.

"What else is new" Effy said, lighting up a cigarette, passing Emily the packet.

"I thought she wanted to get back with Thomas? What happened?" Naomi asked putting her beer down on the step beside them. Emily put two cigarettes to her lips, lighting them both and passing the other to Naomi.

Effy shook her head, blowing out a long trail of smoke, "It was a disaster." She said bluntly, "They just didn't have that....thing. You know?" Naomi looked down, Emily's eye meeting hers, a little smile playing on her lips, dimples on either side, the blonde couldn't help but smile back.

"Yeah, that thing. They didn't have that spark." Effy smirked. They both grinned slightly, Emily took a drag from the cigarette. Naomi put hers to her lips, but back down again, he jaw slightly open, confusion on her face.

"What the fuck?" She shouted. Emily and Effy looked over to what Naomi was staring at. Freddie was walking down the street, stopping people and pointing to a photo he was holding. Cook wasn't far behind, a can of beer in his hand, spliff in his mouth.

"Oh Christ." Effy muttered. Freddie looked round and spotted them and briskly walked over.

"Oi Oi!" Cook shouted out after noticing them too, jogging past Freddie.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Naomi asked as Cook approached,

"Well that's not a very nice welcome is it?" Cook looked over to Effy. "She knows why we're ere." Effy rolled her eyes.

"Yeah," Freddie said standing next to Cook. "She does."

"I told you both to leave me the fuck alone. Was I not clear?" Effy snapped. She chucked her cigarette on the floor and walked into the club. Freddie went to follow her,

"No Freds, let me talk to her." Naomi insisted. Freddie stopped and nodded reluctantly.

"Told ya mate, runnin away again. Same as fuckin always." Cook spat, crunching up the now empty can of beer and throwing it on the floor.

"Come on, I'll show you where we're sitting." Emily said resting a hand on Freddie's shoulder, deliberately not looking at Cook, hoping he'd take the hint. He didn't and followed them both into the club.


Naomi knocked on the toilet door, "Effy, it's me." She heard a click from the other side as it was unlocked. She pushed the door open slowly, Effy was Sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, her sad expression betraying the cold stare of her eyes.

"What's going on?" Naomi asked softly. Effy sighed and ran her hands through her hair, resting her head in her palms. She stayed like that for a few minutes, head in hands, eye's shut.

"A couple of nights before me and Panda came here. I was...They both found me outside a club. Fuck knows what I took but, I must of OD'ed or something." She muttered the last part quickly, looking down at the floor.

"Jesus, Effy." Effy raised her head and leant back, letting out a large sigh,

"They only kept me in the hospital overnight. I was fine....I am fine." Effy wasn't convincing Naomi, she clearly wasn't 'fine', "Anyway, they wouldn't fucking leave me alone. Following me around like puppy dogs, telling me I needed to choose one of 'em or some shit."

"So that's why you came here?" Effy nodded slightly.

"But Freddie...I thought you loved him?"

"It's not that simple. Nothing ever is. It's complicated."

"Well tell me then."


"Whoa, there's some talent in this place." Cook said nudging Freddie, looking over at a group of girls on the dancefloor.

"Have you forgotten why we're here already?" Freddie said shaking his head.

"Mate, she's fucking with us both. You not fed up of it?" Freddie shrugged looking down at the floor.

"Through here." Emily gestured over to the other side of the club. Their table was around the corner, the blare of the music slightly dulled, enough to hear yourself think anyway. Adam and Panda were sitting down together; She looked lovestruck, he just looked incredibly awkward.

"Thank god you're back." Adam said to Emily quietly as she sat down next to him, shifting his eye's over to Panda and back to Emily.

"Aww she's not that bad, she just likes you that's all." She laughed.

"What are you guys doing here?" Panda asked as Freddie and Cook sat down at the table.

"Fancied a little holiday." Cook grinned.

"This is Adam." Panda stated excitedly, linking her arm through his,

"Alright mate, I'm Freddie." Adam shook his hand, then Cooks,

"Cook." Was all he said, not even trying to hide his lack of interest.

"Drinks!" Rachel shouted, carrying a tray full of shots and beers through a crowd of people.

"Ello ello..." Cook smirked, looking her up and down, his eye's ultimately resting on her cleavage. Rachel glanced over, a wry smile on her face. She placed the tray on the table and picked up a shot, the group did the same, all downing their shots at the same time. Cook immediately went for another, as did Freddie.

"And who might you be?" Rachel asked sitting down next to Cook. He moved his head back slightly, a grimace on his face,

"You mean...you ain't heard of me?!" Rachel laughed reaching for a bottle of beer,

"No, should I of?"

"Babes," He opened his arms, "I'm Prince Charmin'." Rachel rolled her eye's, taking a sip of beer.

"Sure you are." She chuckled cynically.


A few beers and a lot of shots later, Naomi and Effy still weren't back from the toilets. Panda was off dancing by herself, after failing to get the rest of the group to go join her. Cook and Rachel were now sitting over at another table, whispering into each others ears, Cooks hand permanently resting oh her thigh.

"She's such a slut." Adam mumbled, shaking his head.

"Yeah well, so's he." Emily replied.

"So much for being in love with Effy." Freddie scoffed bitterly, "She'd be with me ya know, if he hadn't fucked with her head."

Cook got up and walked over to them.

"Yeah, he's a selfish wanker." Emily added, making sure Cook had heard her say it.

"We're off." He said grinning. Adam looked over at his sister, who was drunkenly trying to pull her coat on. Cook went to walk away, but he stopped suddenly, turning on his heal back to face Emily,

"Oh by the way..." He slurred, his eye's glistening, "Tell Naomi...if she ever wants to finish what she started, this 'selfish wanker' is more than fucking willing....she's a blinding snog." He grabbed his crotch with his hand, "I can only imagine what that mouth could do around my cock."

"You cunt." Emily lunged up out of her seat, Adam pulled her back,

"Emily don't, he's not worth it."

Cook smirked wickedly,

"You ready." Rachel asked, walking over to him.

"Rach, you're not going with that arsehole." Her brother insisted.

"What?" She cackled, "I can think for myself thanks. Come on Prince Charmin', let's go." She slurred grabbing his arm. Cook smirked and winked at Emily and Adam.

"See ya around suckers." He shouted backing out of the club.

"Fucking prick." Adam muttered through gritted teeth. Panda danced over back to the table, oblivious to what had just happened. She sat now next to Freddie, grabbing the bottle of beer from his hand and taking a swig.

"Emily, you alright?" Adam asked hesitantly.

"Panda." Emily shouted across the table, "Tell...." Emily clenched her jaw, she pointed over to the toilets, "Tell them I left. I'm going back" Panda nodded looking confused.


"Good morning." Naomi whispered leaning in for a kiss. Emily quickly got up out of bed.

"I'm gonna take a shower." She stated, almost emotionless. Almost.

"Okay..." Naomi said as Emily walked into the bathroom. Naomi could tell something was up. She got dressed and waited until Emily got out of the shower. She sat on the bed, her eye's tracking Emily's movements as she appeared from the bathroom buttoning her shirt up.

"You left early last night."

"Yeah." Was all Emily replied.

"I....." Naomi was cut off by the sound of the hairdryer that Emily turned on, running her fingers through her damp red hair.

"Fuck sake." Naomi said under her breath. She walked over to the the wall and switched off the power.

"You mind?" Emily snapped.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing." She insisted.

"It's not fucking nothing Emily. Did something happen last night?" Emily was silent for a few seconds. She breathed in deeply,

"Cook told me to let you know that if you ever want to 'finish what you started'...well, he's up for it." She said bitterly. Naomi threw her head back and sighed.

"Oh that. It happened ages ago. It doesn't matter." Naomi shuddered just thinking about that day.

"Well you could of fucking told me.....I thought you hated him."

"I do! Look, can we just drop this? Don't make a big deal out of it."

"Yeah, whatever." The redhead snapped. Naomi's anger rose, she could never handle people speaking to her like that, no matter who they were, her emotions always getting the better of her.

"Fucking hell Emily, it's not like I fucked him." Emily walked over the wall and switched the plug back on, the hairdryer blasting again. Naomi shouted over the noise, "I don't do that; That was you remember?" Emily shut off the hairdyer. Naomi closed her eye's immediately wishing she hadn't said that.

"Fuck you." Emily said, disgusted. Knowing full well that Naomi knew how much that would have hurt her.

"What?" Anger began to override the rest of Naomi's emotions again.

"I thought we were over that?"

"We are. But for fuck sake, you're acting like I cheated on you. Did you really think I'd do that? And with Cook of all fucking people." Emily just shrugged her shoulders. "Great. It's nice to know you think so fucking highly of me." Naomi grabbed her bag and stormed out of the room.