God, I'm on a roll. I'm currently reading for my final exams, but I'm almost dying it's so boring. Which resulted in me cooped at home for an entire fortnight with chocolate milk writing this.

I don't own skins. Shocking, I know.

Chapter 15: Drive me crazy then you drive me home

Emily PoV

"Thanks for last night. I had a great time." I whispered against her lips. I took some steps back, taking in the glory of her beauty once again. She was absolutely breathtaking, and I couldn't help but smile as I felt my heart hammer in my chest. The sun was making her unruly hair shine. The way I grabbed it when she made me come still fresh in my mind.

The thought made me bite my lip as she backed away from land. I gave her a small wave as she drove away, the grin still very much present on my face. I wondered if I'd ever stop grinning. Not very likely when you're in love with someone like that.

Yes, love.

I couldn't even deny it, she makes me feel so much. Last night was the best night of my life - nothing could compare to it.

I'd had my doubts when she'd shut me down so sharply after work yesterday, and did consider the possibility that she wasn't as into me as I thought. But not anymore. Not. Any. More.

How she touched me. How she initiated that we'd go further. How she reacted under my fingertips. I wanted to squeal and swirl and dance, I was so incredibly ecstatic.

She turned around for a minute, and I was once again enthralled by the color of her eyes. They were like the morning sky, the same dull shade of blue. If I could see the sun rise in her eyes every day, I would.

My mind drifted back to the way she kissed me and lifted me up as I moved to the house. It was all so sensual and tender, I could almost swear I saw love in her eyes at one point. And how good she felt inside me, and how good it was to be all wrapped up in her out in the sea. Not to talk about the cheesy line about the sunset I gave her, but I could tell she was touched.

But the strongest and most fascinating memory from last night was when I gently guided her down in the sand and made sweet love to her. She was so incredibly fucking sexy, I could just devour all of her. I wanted to keep her in a box under my bed. Well, I actually do have a box under my bed, but let's not go there now...

She tasted beyond heavenly. I could kiss her body forever. So soft. Just thinking about her dripping and ready beneath me made my mouth go watering.

I was deep in too erotic thoughts when I stopped dead in my tracks on the doorstep into our new living room. I hadn't met any workers when I walked into the house, so I'd figured it was too early for any of my family members to be awake, but I was wrong. At the other end of the room looking out through the gigantic windows newly installed, was my father sitting in a chair and drinking a glass of probably something rich on protein. The windows gave a great view over the strait outside the house, and the bank that Naomi just dropped me off. Oh fuck.

I sighed, thinking that if he'd seen us, I'd better take the bull by the horns.

"Hi, dad." I greeted cheerfully as I sat in the chair beside him. Both were pointing slightly towards the windows, and I could see the first touches of the upcoming sunrise.

"Hey kiddo! Alright?" he turn to me with one of his trademark grins. If he saw us he sure as hell wasn't mad about it, thank god.

"Yeah." but I couldn't help but think that I wasn't alright. I was more than that. Much more.

"Where's mum?" I asked, afraid that if she was around then maybe she saw us. Christ, it really was reckless to have a lip battle with Naomi right outside our house.

"She went in to work early, said she had a ton of paperwork to get through, so don't worry about her." he smiled and opened a newspaper. I smiled back, but couldn't help but wonder if he saw us. I peeked down to the banks again. The windows was directly directed towards where her boat had reached the rocks. It was actually impossible for him to miss. I felt my stomach clench in nervousness as I started to speak again.

"Dad, did you…" I couldn't bring myself to say the rest, as I was still staring down towards the water. I heard him fold the newspaper away and sigh.

"Yeah, I saw you."

I gulped. Guess the closet were locked now. I couldn't get back in.

"…And?" I slowly sunk back into the chair from where I was perked on the end of it. I still couldn't meet his eyes, too afraid of his words now.

"And what? I don't care who you like, as long as you're happy."

When I turned to him, he had a gentle look as he was looking intently at me. I almost felt tears welling up at the relief.

"Really?" I felt my lip wobble a bit, but I bit it, determined not to cry.

"Really. I love you, Emily, regardless of who you choose to love."

I finally let myself smile, as I leaned heavily back in the chair, feeling his words relaxing me to my very bones. I looked up into the ceiling, and thought I had the best dad in the world.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Nothing to thank me for, love. So, that girl out there, you really like her, huh?" I could feel another smile take over my face at his mention of Naomi. A dreamy one.

"I really do, dad. I really do." I turned back to him, all traces of nervous weeping gone. He was eyeing me with a knowing and … proud?… smile.

"She's the new girl, isn't she? The one who moved in at Kieran's?" I nodded. "I met her mum last night, lovely lady. If she's anything like her, I already like her." I smiled and thought of wonderful and zealous Gina. I almost laughed at the comparison.

"She's not really like her mum, but she's lovely in her own way."

"Okay, then." he smiled, and opened his paper again before taking a sip from his drink. He looked so calm. I had never in a hundred years expected someone to take my sexuality so good. It was like I just told him that I liked cats better than dogs, so insignificant. I momentarily wished that every gay person in the world had a dad like me. He would forever be my rock, no matter how much mum ruled over him. Then a thought crossed my mind.

"But dad, if you saw us down there, why didn't you say something when I got in?" He didn't even look up from his paper when he answered.

"Oh, just thought you'd tell me when you were ready. I didn't want to push you, love."

That was the last drop. I almost bursted with happiness. Could today get any better? Unlikely! I kissed his cheek and excused me to mine and Katie's room. She was not back from Cook yet, and it was just fine by me. It meant I could control the music, and that I could use ages in the bathroom. Which I did.

I brought the portable speakers into the restroom and played the new song by Zedd. Find you.

I felt that I had sand everywhere. Yes, including. So I jumped into the shower as I sang along to the song.

'High on words we almost used'

And I couldn't help but think that it fitted me perfectly. True, we didn't actually say anything of significance last night, but boy did our actions speak loud. We were going to be so great together. Just thinking about Naomi was making me giddy and eager to see her again.

As I had rinsed myself from all the grit and had lubricated every ounce of me with sweet-smelling soap, I stepped out of the shower to dye my hair. I played the song again, as it had jumped to the cool melody of Mustang Sally. I was hooked on Find You, just like I was hooked on that blonde-haired, leggy dream.

I sung loudly along to the chorus as the song had builded up.

'Make them dance
Just like you
Cause you make me move
Yeah you always make me go -'

I roared along as the beat picked up. I jumped around the bathroom and dueted with the artists as I waited for the dye in my hair to get finished. I was literally walking on air, I was so high. Naomi was it, she was the one I had dreamed of. For some time I had believed it was Karen, but Karen was just a gust to the whirlwind Naomi stirred within me.

I was the luckiest girl alive. The love of my life had moved onto our nearly deserted island, and she liked me back. She fucking liked me so much that she woo'ed me with her beautiful smile, her gentle touch and her fucking useless boat-driving-skills. I laughed as I danced around, thinking about how dorky she could be. She was perfect. Just utterly perfect.

After rinsing the hair dye out and drying myself, I put on my favorite underwear and rubbed my skin full with lotion. As I was about to put on new nail polish, I heard someone banging on the bathroom door. I opened the door slightly, to be met with the grumpy face of my twin.

"I need to remove my make-up so I can fucking go to sleep." she barked with a frown, as I turned down the volume of my music.

"It's the morning, Katie, it's time to be awake." I deadpanned.

"Yeah, well, I never went to sleep, so fucking get out!"

"You had a good time then?" I asked as I gathered all my things to move myself into our bedroom.

"Very." she smirked almost too pleased. I regretted that I asked at all as I saw the glint in her eye.

I completed the nail polish task in the bedroom, and proceeded with arranging my hair and putting on make-up. I'd never felt so good about myself, and it was all down to Naomi. The way she looked at me, the way she stroked my skin last night … it made me believe I was worth something. That I was worthy in her eyes.

I grabbed my phone and sent her a message asking what she was up to. I wanted to meet her later, to wrap her up in my arms and kiss those rosy lips again. I pushed my phone down the back pocket of my shorts, and went downstairs as Katie came into the room and threw me out. I would not stand in her way to her beauty sleep when she was this degree of grouchy.

I found James in front of the t.v. in the living room, of course. He way playing on his play station even though the sun was shining outside.

"James! Don't be a fucking nerd, get your arse outside and do something!" I said as I stopped right behind him.

"Hi Emsy." he greeted me with a smile. I'd always been his favorite sister, maybe because I gave a fuck about him from time to time. "I'll only go outside if you'd play some footie with me. Please?" he looked so hopeful, and I was so full of energy that it seemed like a good solution for both of us.

"Sure." my face softened, and I discarded my phone on the table before we went outside. Naomi had not answered yet, but I wasn't worried. She probably hadn't seen the text yet.

It was a lovely day. Me and James played one against one on the front lawn for a while before dad came out and joined us. Sometimes having a fisherman as a dad rocked, because when he was home, he was really home. Me and James played against dad, and we beat him by numerous goals. It was really nice, and was the best family bonding in a while. Well, maybe because mum and Katie weren't around to bitch or complain about things, but either way. It would be enough bonding on our family trip to France anyway.

The most wonderful night was followed by the most wonderful day, and I felt real blessed. I was not only in love with the right girl for me, and not only was she interested in me back, but my dad was accepting and loving. I wouldn't begin to think about mums reaction just yet, I wanted to revel in this feeling for a while. It was pretty spectacular.

I don't know how long we played, but it was a hot day, and I got pretty swamped in sweat. Eventually Katie called me inside from the kitchen window.

"Ugh, you're all sweaty" she complained as I entered the kitchen. I just shrugged and went to the fridge to take a big gulp from the carton of some orange juice.

"Well, I've been playing football for a while, so-"

"I need you to go to the store for me." she interrupted me, as she was cutting up some paprika.

"Okay?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"I'm making this twist of a new dish to my food blog, and I've already started to boil the couscous, so I need to watch it." I examined her, and found that she still looked tired. But if it was one thing that Katie was dedicated too, it was her online blogging and stuff, so I was not really shocked that she was up already for this.

"What do you need?" I asked as I grabbed a small sheet of paper and a pen.

"Carrots, two lemons, crude pepper - the spice… Uuuh… yeah, and some mushrooms." she distractedly listed as she busied herself around the kitchen.

"Okay, I got it." I clicked the pen shut, and folded the piece of paper. "I'm just going to change my clothes so I don't look like I just ran a marathon." I looked down at myself before I headed to the bedroom.

"Thanks Ems, you're the best!" Katie shouted after me.

I changed into a white tank top and some small denim shorts. I checked my phone, and it was still no trace of answers from Naomi. I sighed and put my earphones in. Maybe she was asleep after last night. Or lazing outside on her dock.

I grinned as I remembered back to how I perved on her sunbathing whenever I drove past their house the first week after she moved in. It was not like I drove past just to stalk her, mind you. I was simply riding along with either Effy or dad, and they happened to drive past there. Well, Effy did it because I instructed her to do it, though. Still no stalker, just curiosity.

I put on some Snow Patrol after I waved goodbye to dad and James who had retreated to the patio, dad sipping on a beer and James respectively on a soda. As I walked over the bridge, I could feel the light breeze on my burning skin. It was a ridiculous hot day, and every breath of wind was chilling me down. I smiled. Life was great.

As I entered the store, I could not help to notice how busy it was regardless that it was wednesday noon. Sure, the tourists always made it a bit crowded in the summer, but with the day off on the industry, all the workers had turned up to enjoy the sun and socialize. I looked into the café, and it was absolutely cramped. I spotted Cook and Freddie at one table, laughing about something. I didn't dare wrestle a path unnecessary, so I just went into the store to find the items I was supposed to. Pandora was, as always, with the cash register as I reached it.

"Hi, Emsy! You're looking whizzer good today." She smiled her infectious grin as she studied me, before she changed it into a more thoughtful expression. "Actually, you're looking super duper happy!" she exclaimed. I just smiled back.

"Well, I am super duper happy, Panda."

She leaned in close to whisper to me. "Have you've been smoking your socks again?"

"No!" I exclaimed, with a laugh. She was just too funny sometimes. "I'm just feeling really great today, no drugs." I held my hands up in mock defense.

"Bonkers! Happy suits you!" she beamed back, and scanned my items. I payed and made my way outside, stumbling past all the elder women standing around and gossiping. Fucking typical.

I open the store's front door and I almost run into something. Or rather someone.

"Naomi!" I exclaimed breathless and rather thrilled. Seeing her in broad daylight and publicly after the events that happened between us last I saw her made me instantly blush. "And Gina, hi." I added as my vision expanded from the engrossing Naomi.

"Good day Emily, how are you? Excuse my daughter, she's a right pain in the arse today." she nodded towards Naomi before opening the door and disappearing inside. I was left with Naomi, and I smiled at her. Then I saw her stance.

She was looking intently at her shoes, her hands stuffed deep into the pockets of her shorts. Maybe she was shy seeing me again. I grinned at the thought. I stepped closer to her, giving her all my attention.

When she noticed me approaching, she looked up with wide eyes. She quickly glanced around herself, and saw an elderly couple a bit further away.

"Em, I need to talk to you." she grabbed my hand and leaded me behind the store. Yeah, right. Talk.

It was as big as an alleyway in the city, only the back wall of the store was facing a rock wall. There was a bench, some discarded bike parts and a few potted plants among other random stuff. I immediately pushed her against the wall as we rounded the corner. I let go of my bag with groceries so I could give her my full attention. I could already feel the rush of her presence. I held her by her waist and leaned up when she pushed at my shoulders.

"Don't" she protested and removed herself from being trapped between me and the wall. Jesus, maybe Gina was right. But why would she be annoyed after last night?

"Is everything alright?" I asked as I turned to her. She had her hands crossed over her chest, and was sporting a strict look as she watched me. There was nothing warm about her demeanor, and I momentarily wondered if I'd done something to piss her off.

"Look, I'm not gay." she stated. I sighed, my shoulders slumping. This shit again?

"You've already said that, but last night kind of proves differently, don't you think?" I asked exasperated.

"About last night… It shouldn't have happened." she answered and had the decency to look a bit guilty and uncomfortable.

"You-," I had to swallow, "you regret it?" I asked indignantly. I looked pleadingly into her eyes, but hers were like stone. Ice cold.

"Yes. It was a mistake, okay? I just-, I was bored and you were free so-"

"You were bored? Last night happened because you were bored?" I felt tears pressing on behind my eyelids. This conversation was slowly loading my lungs with stones.

"No, I-" she uncrossed her arms, and moved a bit closer, "I like being with you, but as friends. Okay? Can we be that? Just friends?" she practically begged me. Her eyes were boring into me, asking for something I didn't know was possible. How could I turn back these feelings?

I looked away, feeling some tears escape my eyes. It felt like my whole chest was tearing apart. My lip wobbled. But I didn't want to full on sob before her, so I pulled together the last strength I had and met her eyes again.

"S-sure." I said weakly, not really believing my own words. She didn't either.

"Em, you've got to promise me! Please promise we that we can go back to being friends. Please." she whispered the last word. I swallowed and looked deeply into her eyes, shrinking under her. I felt all energy leave me. The high I've been walking on all day was sinking under the ground. She was my greatest source to feel happy, but also the greatest source to take it away.

I looked down, not really wanting to see those eyes. Those eyes were supposed to want me, love me. To care for me. Like last night. I wanted to undo last night, undo all of it. But I was in too deep. And she had no idea. I felt as weak and pitiful as I did before Karen. I felt like the pathetic Emily that falls for everyone. That everyone sweeps under their doormat.

So I would be friends with her. I would at least try. Because some Naomi in my life was better than none, right?

"Okay, I promise." I said so quietly that I'm surprised if she heard it. "But you have to give me a few days to-" I look up and gets caught in her eyes yet again. I shake off the chills. "Just, just give me a few days." I say, before I turn around, grab my bag and leave. I couldn't breathe anymore, I needed to get home and away.

The walk home went by in a blur, I can't really say I remember any of it. I felt like I was going to burst, but it was the opposite of a burst than earlier.

She doesn't feel it.

My heart felt wounded. Every beat was a struggle. I reached the house and the kitchen, handed the groceries to Katie with a feeble "Here" before I ran up to our bedroom and slammed the door shut.

I finally let it all out when I hit the pillow. Great sobs wracking my body. I grabbed the pillow tight and buried my face in it. It hurt so bad. She slept with me because she was bored. She never felt anything for me. She regretted it all.

Every breath was a struggle, and every thought nearly killed me. I'd taken it all over my head, as usual. She'd given me an ounce, and I'd taken three feet. I wanted so badly to be loved, but I stumbled again and again. Was I not worthy of it? Was I too much of an hassle?

I loved her. It was such a short time, and I fucking loved her already. And she just stomps all over it.

The sobs were getting weaker, and the pain inside my chest was getting heavier. I was wearing myself out. Love was a fucking shit thing. Maybe I could move in with Thomas, and we could bitch about it 'till the end of days.

The phone vibrated from the nightstand. I rubbed at my eyes, and felt the sting of the dried tears. I didn't care. I probably looked like hell or even worse. For a split second I hoped it was Naomi, that maybe she changed her mind. Maybe she realized that she'd made a mistake, that we were made to be. That she wanted me.

But as the name 'Effy' popped up on the screen, I felt the heart sink in my chest for the first time of that exact reason. God, I needed Effy right now.

I opened the text and read it with a frown while my nose sniffled.

I need to talk to u abt Karen.

I was confused of why she would want to talk to me about her. But the thoughts soon disappeared as the awareness of my bleeding heart came back to mind.

Naomi.

I felt my throat painfully squeeze together as I buried myself under my duvet. I remembered every caress and touch from last night clearly. And it would for always be the only memories I'd have of her.

It meant everything to me, and nothing to her. How could I read everything so wrong?

That's what you get for falling in love with an ice queen.

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:(

And the story is over!

Nah, just kidding, I'm not that cruel. Poor Emily.

I'm not sure how regularly I will be updating from now on, with my exams and all...