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"Love?"

"Yeah. Love."

The rest of the day was spent feeling content with how my life is at the moment. Emily and me work together. I hate being the kind of person that would say "before her I was nothing." But being honest, before her everything seemed a bit shit. I was lonely. I sat on my own, with JJ as my best company. I love him, I do. But he always had his allegiances elsewhere. As much as Cook and Freddie fight they will always be the '3 musketeers' in JJ's eyes. Nothing will every change that. It's an unbreakable bond between them. There isn't room for a fourth musketeer, never will be. But I don't need to be anymore. Me and Em can be a new duo, a better duo. And I love that. Love. It's weird hearing my own thoughts and voice say that word. I haven't ever said it or thought it with so much conviction ever before meeting Emily. She's introduced this whole new way of thinking to me without even meaning to. She really is brilliant.

We literally spent the whole day lying on the pier together, Emily was comfortable lying next to me with her hand resting on my bare stomach. I would look over occasionally and just see her looking back at me, smiling. I turned my head backwards which was a mistake. I caught Cook staring at me, wiggling his tongue about. He really is a wanker sometimes. I moved my eye line over and caught Katie's eyes. She was sending me a death glare that I think would actually kill someone if you were aware of it for long enough. I quickly moved my eyes back to Emily who had an amused look on her face. I'm glad that me being scared of her sister amuses her so much. Katie didn't phase Emily though. She continued with the flaunting of all of the love bites I left marking her skin, which actually made me slightly embarrassed. I mean relationships have never happened with me and now pretty much everyone knows about us without me even having to tell them. It doesn't help that Emily is just going around showing everyone my handiwork. I must say Cook was really quite impressed with what I left on Emily. Maybe that's why Katie's annoyed, cos I've made my mark on her 'baby' sister. I've vandalized her with my own kind of graffiti.

"What's made you so happy?" I look over at Emily. Looking beautiful as ever, the sun refracting perfectly off of her hair and flawless skin. God I want to touch her.

"You." She smiles at me warmly, and leans in like she's about to kiss me. I lean away and look her straight in the eye with a cheeky smile on my face. "And the idea that I've pissed Katie off." She laughs quietly and then looks at me, quite seriously.

"You know, you two are going to have to get on at some point. Have you even really spoken to her?"

"Well..." I think for a minute, and actually I have never had a proper conversation with her, I don't think I've ever even said two words to her. "I don't think she particularly wants to talk to me, considering what I did to you."

"What did you do to me?" She looks thoroughly confused. I chose to put her out of her misery, but not by telling her, that's far too easy. I choose to show her, in full view of everyone here. Well that is completely unlike me. But I know Emily will be pleased, at some point anyway. Maybe when the bruises die down. I sit up, making her sit up also. We sit opposite each other for a bit. Emily still wearing her confused face, which is, if I may say ridiculously adorable. I form my normal smirk and lean forward, aiming for her marked neck and bite down, again, in the same place that I had already attacked. Her breath hitches noticeably and she flings her head back, probably involuntarily to allow me better access. I continue my assault and move down again to her breast and bite down again on the bruise that already exists.. She pushes me back with a look that is obviously warning me not to continue. When have I ever listened to a warning? And like they say, 'rules are made to be broken.' I move over to the other side of her neck now, the side I didn't get earlier and bite down even harder. I can hear shouts from Cook again, begging me to continue. Now usually I would stop now, because Cook pisses me off when he's like that but I can't bring myself to move away. She tastes so fucking good. And I'm pretty sure she's enjoying this as much as I am.

"Can you two keep it in your pants for two seconds?" I pull myself, reluctantly, away from Emily's taste and look up to see my mother standing above us.

"Hello mum." I smile at her, not genuinely but a smile nonetheless.

"Hello darling. Emily" My mums eye line turns away from me and towards Emily, as do my own and I am quite amused at the view of Emily right now. "You look a bit flustered, are you sure you've got enough sun cream on, you're looking a bit red." Emily really does look red, but I'm assuming that it's probably to do with the fact that my mum has just caught her getting a bit frisky with me. I'm not too fussed. It's my mum, and these kind of things have happened a couple of times. I place my hand on the small of Emily's back and stroke it gently, reassuring her that this whole thing is nothing to be embarrassed about. My eyes turn back to my mum who has a satisfied grin on her face.

"She's fine, what is it you wanted cos, as you can see, we were quite busy?" I raise my eyebrow at her which just makes her laugh at me. It's just typical Campbell behavior. She then looks between Emily and me with an amused expression.

"Of course you were, well it's the last dinner tonight so we're all eating together over there by the fire pit. The children are all in their beds so it's a young leaders dinner and as you two are young leaders you are going to be eating with us."

"Fuck's sake mum, we haven't done this kind of shit for years. Why now?

"Because next year you lot probably won't be able to come and help out. Think of this as your last hurrah."

"Fine." I give up. There's no point in arguing. When Gina has her heart set on something there is no point in trying to change it. Arguing with a Campbell never ends well. For anyone.

"Don't be a sulky bitch Naomi. If I had known that love would do this to you then I would have locked you up and never let anyone near you, probably would have made you wear a chastity belt and hidden the key." I look over at Emily the moment I heard the word love exit my mums mouth. She looks shocked and then her own eyes catch mine. I smile at her, trying to...well I don't know what I'm trying to do. I think I'm in love, but it's only been a few days. What if I told her that I loved her and it all went to shit? I can't do that. What if I'm not good enough for her? What if I'm just a shitty girlfriend? We have so much to still learn about each other, I don't even know when her birthday is. I don't even know anyone in her family apart from Katie. I turn away from Emily and look back to where my mum was, she's now walking over to the fire pit for this little 'team' dinner. My hand moves itself from the small of Emily's back and grasps her hand firmly.

The dinner was of course shit. Cook ate like a fucking animal, along with JJ who just seemed to follow suit. Effy sat opposite Emily and me, studying us intently, which just made me feel that bit more uncomfortable. Freddie and Katie were all over each other as usual but Katie still found the time to send me glares that would scare a full grown man who wrestled with Donkeys for a living. Emily and me had found our place on the pillows my mum had set out earlier, honestly, it was really quite comfortable. I had settled my head on Emily's lap, it was cold so I had taken it upon myself to steal one of Emily's bigger jumpers. If she can have my hoodie I'm allowed to have her jumper whenever I wish. She spent her time playing with some loose strands of my hair, brushing it out of my eyes occasionally and tucking some behind my ear, the odd kiss being placed lightly on my forehead when everyone seemed a bit more preoccupied. I would look up at her occasionally when I knew that she wasn't looking at me and just admire her. She's beautiful from every angle and also very comfortable. We fit together so well, it's scary. When I think about when I first met Emily we just clicked. I mean, we had our awkward moments, when we got too close, when we both didn't really understand what was going on. I still don't really know what 'we' are. I know now that we're a couple, that much is clear, but I don't know what that entails yet. We haven't had a couples talk, when we evaluate our relationship. I don't want to have such a conversation, I just want to 'know'. Hopefully we will both just know what we are. I know I care for her. I know that I love her. I know that when I'm with her that I feel safe, but I'm still scared. Scared that I'm going to fuck it all up, that I'm going to ruin the one thing in my life that really seems to matter now. I don't want to be someone that becomes reliant on another person, I've never wanted to be that kind of person, I'm not going to be that person. I can still be in love and still be myself. When I look at Emily now, watching her shining when she interacts with everyone. She's so comfortable with herself. Her smile is flawless, and when she looks down at me occasionally all I see is love behind her eyes that have the ability to consume everything that is me.

While we are just sitting with everyone I trace shapes lazily over Emily's knee, not paying attention to what shapes I'm making until Emily's hand joins my own and follows my movements. I notice that I've been making a heart shape over the material on her leg. I lie there smiling to myself, this is almost comical. Naomi 'ice-queen' Campbell tracing the shape of a heart on someone else, who would have thought this would ever happen?

"So Emily." I look up to see Effy eyeing Emily up like a predator surveying her prey. Shit. I sit up instinctively and shuffle next to Emily, placing my hand on her the small of her back with my thumb in the edge of her skirt. I look back to Effy warning her, but like me she doesn't listen to warnings. "Naomi did quite a number on your neck eh?" Cook almost chokes with laughter and I just look back at Effy disbelievingly, she just has this smirk on her face that is beginning to do my head in. I look at Emily who looks strangely calm. Maybe I'm the only one who is slightly embarrassed. Emily's hand curves round her own back and joins our fingers together.

"I also did quite a number on her lip, so I think we're even. Right Naoms?" I look at Emily, raising my eyebrow and then a huge lump forms in my throat. Her expression right now is so enticingly sexy that I think if I don't look away now I might just attack her neck again in full view of everyone here. I move my eyes, reluctantly but necessarily over to Effy's who is smirking again, then to Katie who is actually fuming and staring at my still swollen lip, then to Cook who is literally rolling on the floor laughing, then back to Emily and nod slightly in response to her earlier question.

"Anyway Em, I'm tired so I think we should go back to our room." I look around a bit, really confused. That wasn't my voice that said that, it should have been as Emily is sharing staying in my room, she has been for the whole trip. I look over to the owner of the voice, Effy. What the fuck is she playing at. I look over to Emily who is slightly confused as well it seems. I like sleeping in the same bed as Emily, she's cuddly. Shit I just said cuddly. Emily leans over to my ear, ignoring Effy's previous statement. "What are you thinking about now?"

"Cuddles." I feel Emily smile slightly against my ear.

"Cuddles?"

"Come on Em." Hearing Effy say Em is actually really starting to irritate me. This is obviously what jealousy feels like, and you know what, I do not like it one bit. Effy comes over to us, there's this glint in her eye that I've seen before. It's always around when Effy is looking at Freddie whenever she's with Cook. She's doing this on purpose.

"Effy, Em is staying with me." I make sure that I put emphasis on Em so that I make my point perfectly clear. Effy just smiles at me, looking completely satisfied with herself. She's knows what buttons to press to really piss me off. And as of recently Emily is my biggest button. Effy saunters off, waving her hand slightly at me and Emily.

"Alright, Come on Cook." Cook stands up, quickly, and follows Effy like a dutiful dog. Fucking hell, he is whipped. I think me and Cook need to have a good ol' chat soon. I'm not going to put up with Effy treating him like that. Stupid prick.

Emily and me were the last two left at sitting around the fire pit, my mum left us about half an hour ago, after explaining to me, in detail, how to put the fire out. After my little outburst I went back to lying on Emily's knee quite comfortably, like I mentioned earlier she's very cuddly at times.

"So you were thinking about cuddles? Who would have thought that Naomi Campbell was the cuddly type." Emily swings her head back slightly and laughs.

"Everyone likes cuddles." I say it as if it is obvious. Well I thought it was obvious. Everyone does like cuddles don't they? Or am I just some kind of cuddle loving fiend? I think that the latter conclusion may be the most true. Naomi Campbell, cuddle loving fiend; that sounds about right for me.

"Of course they do." She looks at me, amusement present in her eyes, along with fondness. Her voice portrays blatant sarcasm. I smile warmly at her receiving a beautiful smile in return.

"Do you not like cuddles." I raise my eyebrow at her, hoping that even though I'm lying down that she still gets the full effect of the raising of my eyebrow.

"I know I like your cuddles." She says this with clear emphasis on the fact that she likes my cuddles in particular.

"Well mine are universally known to be quite superior." Emily laughs at me again and then leans down, placing a lingering kiss on my forehead again. I shut my eyes, savoring every moment that I have with Emily. I savor every kiss, however small. This may be my first real relationship but really it's the only relationship I want to last a life time. My eyes open and meet the brown eyes that hold so much power over me. While I look up at her I can't help the words that escape my lips so easily.

"I love you." Emily's eyes instantly flash down to my own, scanning them, as if she is looking for a lie in my words but every single one of those three words is truth. I could never lie to her. When she seems to find no lie in my words she smiles at me and then her face instantly breaks. I instinctively shoot up from my lying position and embrace Emily in the strongest hug I can muster, my hand gripping the back of her head, holding her as close to me as possible. Her own hands are holding onto the material that covers my torso so tightly, I can feel her renewing her grip every few seconds, as if she was checking that I was still there holding onto her. Her face is hidden in my chest, just under my chin. I can hear the occasional sniffle, signally that she's calming down a bit. She pushes off of my chest and looks me straight in the eyes. Her features are blotchy and stained with tears but she's still beautiful. She wipes her now reddened nose with the palm of her hand lightly, and I push away the remaining tears from her cheeks, a sympathetic smile on my own face, Emily wearing her own sad smile.

"Well that was eventful." I laugh lightly, trying to relax both of us.

"Sorry." Her voice is barely audible at this point, exhausted by crying probably.

"You don't have to apologize, I shouldn't have said...just forget it. It was more of a slip of the tongue really, a thought that decided to verbalize itself. I'm rambling again aren't I?" Emily nods her head lightly at me, with a slight smile on her face, her expression then changes, like she's thinking something through. A big decision. You can almost see the cogs in her brain turning as she thinks something through, it's sweet how when she's thinking she doesn't remove her eyes from my own. She now seems to have come to a decision, she takes a deep breath, gathering courage presumably.

"Did you mean it?" Did I mean what? I back track through what's just happened in the last few minutes and come to the catalyst of this whole palaver. I smile at her warmly and make sure that her eyes keep contact with mine at all times.

"Of course I did." I lean in and place a small kiss on her lips that she decides to deepen. Her hands reach round the back of my neck, pulling me closer to her. My own hands hold her face in place, keeping her just as close. Her tongue begins to trace my bottom lip until I allow it to meet my own. Contact is made and just like before it's perfect. She then moves away and rests her forehead on my own. We stay like this for a bit, both trying to catch our breath.

"I love you too."

The next few moments happen in a blur of super speed. Emily grabs my hand and drags me off in the direction of our room. I stumble a few times, trying to find my feet, and failing of course. I collide with the floor, bringing Emily along with me. I hear her laughing, and instantly she's on top of me, a leg on either side of my waist. I smile at her and start laughing and my clumsy self. I reach up and take hold of Emily's neck, pulling her closer to me and making our lips collide. I feel her smile into the kiss and I can't help but smile myself. Finally this is the feeling I've been waiting for.

"Love fucks you up, but it's the best feeling in the world."

This is the best feeling in the world. Laughing with the girl I'm in love with, having her kiss me with a huge smile on our faces. I pull Emily closer again and practically hold her in place over my lips, which just makes her laugh even more. I use all of my strength to move her from on top of me. Now I'm on top, smiling at the view of Emily's laughing face, which is probably the best view on earth. I lean down and place a small kiss on her nose, which just creates another fit of giggles.

"You're so giggly."

"Yeah well, you seem to inspire it in me." Now I'm the one laughing. Fucking hell. I lean down and kiss her, passionately, claiming her lips in my own. I feel her lips working in tandem with my own and it's amazing. This very moment makes only one song pop into my head.Always - Blink-182. I want to hold her, touch her, feel her. Always. Kiss her, taste her, all night. Always.

"I really do love you."

"Always?"

"You're a fucking mind reader aren't you?" My speech is cut off with another kiss, which I happily accept. I forget what I was saying. Forget everything else that was going on in my head. No more thought of uncoordinated stomach flips or drop dead gorgeous tummy's. Even the thoughts of being a sex pest are gone. All I can think now is Emily. Always. She pulls away from me and looks at me with her eyebrow raised.

"I had a feeling you were thinking that you wanted me to kiss you."

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