A/N Another chapter here for you, sorry it took so long I was on vacation for two weeks and was pretty much in the middle of nowhere without any internet to speak of so updating was out of the question. But i'm home now so I figured i'd upload this before bed, mainly fluff again but some drama too, its late and I haven't slept in about two days so excuse any errors as I literally don't have the energy in me to proofread this again. Thank you for all the reviews on the last one, seriously it melts my icy little heart every time I look and see that some one has reviewed so please continue :)

Crazier

The days fly by so quickly that Naomi finds herself not wanting to fall asleep at night, it feels like she's wasting time, precious time that could be spent with Emily. They don't talk about it but they both know that as the summer inches closer to a close Emily inches closer to leaving and Naomi just wants to live in the moment for a little while.

Its like Emily is some mystical creature, like a dragon or a unicorn. Or maybe just a super hero with the power to make Naomi do whatever she wants. Naomi couldn't resist Emily, couldn't say no to her, which at times proved dangerous like when Emily convinced Naomi to teach her to drive a standard.

"Fucks sake Emily press down on the clutch and shift quickly, you're grinding the shit out of the gears," Naomi grunts, doesn't understand how someone as brilliant as Emily couldn't pick this up.

"Don't fucking yell at me Naomi, its hard!" Emily whines, now completely regretting asking Naomi to help her because as she now realizes Naomi is an awful teacher.

"Look babe, I'm sorry okay," Naomi takes a deep breath," You're doing great, just try and be a little smoother on your transitions."

Emily decides to give it one more shot, puts some gas and swiftly switches gears for the first time without bucking or stalling the vehicle. And Naomi's face is priceless, a mixture of disbelief and pride is glowing off of her.

"You did it Ems!" Naomi exclaims.

Emily reaches across and grabs Naomi by the collar into a kiss, thinks they both deserve a reward for surviving each other during the lesson.

The next time Emily goes out wit her father she asks if she can drive. He looks a little skeptical at first but after a few mnutes he looks at her completely surprised. And when she tells him it was Naomi who taught her he looks a little impressed, she thinks that maybe he is actually on his way to accepting Naomi.

It takes a bit of begging but Naomi finally convinces Emily to come in the water with her. She's very tentative at first, walks in up to her knee's and freezes, looks at Naomi helplessly.

"Naoms I'm sorry I don't think I can," Emily says, her voice unsteady.

"Come on Ems I followed all your stipulations, I brought you to a deserted beach, the water is shallow and I even wore the requested swim wear," Naomi jokes, remembering fondly the conversation her and Emily had earlier where the red head had agreed to try only if Naomi wore the purple bikini she loved her in.

When Emily still doesn't budge Naomi decides to take things into her own hands. Wades over to Emily and slips behind her, wraps her arms tightly around Emily's waist so she's pushed up flush at her back. Places small kisses on Emily's shoulder and neck until she feels Emily relax into her arms, she kisses her way up to Emily's ear and hovers her lips over it.

"You don't have to be scared Emily," Naomi whispers, her fingers drawing random patterns on Emily's stomach, she feels Emily's muscles tense giving away how much the teasing touch was effecting her," I won't let anything happen to you, I just want to help you face a fear the same way you've helped me face so many."

Turns her attention beack to Emily's neck, runs her lips along the length of it while circling Emily's belly button, playing lightly with the piercing there. Emily lets out a shaky breath before reaching her arm back and tangling it in blonde hair, tugging lightly forcing Naomi's lips onto hers. But before she knows it Naomi is gone, the warmth surrounding her is wrenched away and she's left feeling hot and bothered.

"Naomi fucking," Emily stutters," Get back here!"

Naomi is about 10 feet away now, water up to her elbows. She smirks and shakes her head, extends her arms out to Emily.

"If you want more of that you have to come to me," Naomi says.

"I can't,"

"Yes you can, just trust me," Naomi says," Just close your eyes and come to me."

Emily sighs, looks once more pleadingly at Naomi but she's still just standing there with her hand extended expectantly. And if Emily wasn't so crazy about her she would hate Naomi right now, but for fucks sake she's standing there all wet and hot in a very skimpy bathing suit and Emily just can't resist any longer. She scrunches her eyes closed and takes a tentative step forward, and then another, and her nails are digging painfully into her palms because she's so terrified. But she keeps moving until she feels Naomi's hands on her shoulders, pulling her into an embrace. Opens her eyes to see Naomi's comforting smile being cast back towards her. The water is just about up to her shoulders but its not as bad as she expected, especially not when Naomi's hands are resting on her lower back and pressing them closer together so their legs are intertwined.

"See its not so bad now is it?" Naomi says with a teasing smirk.

"Maybe not but someone promised me a little more of before if I came out here, so here I am where's my reward?"

Naomi's laugh is interrupted by Emily forcing their lips together, kissing her until their both breathless and panting. And Naomi feels light headed, doesn't know how Emily managed it but she's somehow turned her own game around on her.

Naomi shows Emily how to float, she hates to admit but its actually kind of nice, especially with Naomi circling her and drawing her in closer now and then and kissing her.

When Naomi drops her off that night Emily feels a bit bold, decides she wants some pay back for Naomi's earlier teasing. By the time Naomi has put the car in park Emily's lips are already in hers, pushing her further back into the seat as she climbs over the console and straddles Naomi's lap. Naomi goes a bit wild then, her hands smoothing down and gripping on Emily's bottom grinding them together and Emily has to bite back a groan at the contact. But Naomi doesn't stop and the friction she's creating is intoxicating and Emily realizes it was foolish to think she could beat Naomi at her own game. But when her lips drift down to Naomi's neck finding the sensitive spot she knows exists Emily knows she has Naomi, slowly inches her hands up under Naomi's shirt raking her nails up and down Naomi's sides. Naomi's hands are digging in roughly on Emily's lower back now and her head is tipped back, her breathing heavy. Emily takes this chance to dislodge herself from Naomi's lap, smirking at the state she's worked the blonde into.

"Emily what the," Naomi says, her eyes narrowing as Emily smiles innocently and slips out of the car.

"Good night Naoms," Emily says

"You're such a tease!" Naomi shouts at her.

"You love it!" Emily shouts back.

She blows a teasing kiss at the car before Naomi scowls playfully at her and drives away. turning back towards the door she just about runs inside, a big smile on her face.

"Good night?" Emily hears causing her to snap her head around in the direction of the voice.

Her father is sitting on the porch swing eyeing her curiously. And her heart is beating so fast for a completely different reason then it was only a minute ago. It feels like its lodged in her throat because frankly he scared the shit out of her.

"Dad," Emily gasps, her hand resting on her chest feeling her rapid heart beat," I didn't see you there."

He simply smiles warmly and shrugs.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he chuckles," Things are getting serious with this Naomi I take it?"

Emily frowns, wondering how he came to that conclusion because despite her parents insistence that they are fine with everything she still feels odd talking to them about it. But then it hits her, he's been sitting there for a while, which means he had pretty much a front row view of her little teasing session with Naomi minutes ago. Her eyebrows shoot up and it feels like her skin is crawling, her father had seen her nearly fucking Naomi in the front seat, she couldn't think of anything else more mortifying at the moment.

"Ya I suppose," Emily answers so low that its almost a whisper.

"Well I thinks it's time we meet her, invite her over for dinner soon yeah?" he pushes.

Emily has to dig her nails into her palms to keep the fake smile on her face, because really inviting Naomi over for dinner so her family could scrutinize her doesn't sound like her ideal way to spend an evening.

"Sure I'll ask her tomorrow," Emily say.

"How does Saturday sound? Elisabeth will be out with James so we can have a nice family meal." he suggests.

"Sounds lovely," Emily grits her teeth, knows that Naomi would be less than impressed that they would be spending their Saturday evening with the Fitches," Night dad."

Emily forces one last smile before continuing inside, making a mad dash to her bedroom. She knows she could call Naomi now and drop the bomb but they had such a lovely day and she doesn't want to soil it. Most girls would be thrilled that their parents want to meet the person they're dating but she just feels like its bound to be a disaster even though her parents have been acting eerily fine with it. Maybe that's what's throwing her off, because a few years of them forcing her to hide who she was and now all of a sudden its all rainbows and ponies something just doesn't add up and she doesn't want Naomi to be dragged through the mud. So she crawls in bed and just as she's about to fall asleep she feels her phone go off and flips it open to reveal a message from Naomi.

Just know I will get payback for earlier, though something tells me you'll enjoy it ;) Sweet dreams Em xxxN

It feels like her heart is turning over in her chest, like Naomi could just sense from across town that something just wasn't right with her and decided to send a message to cheer her up. And it did its job because now Emily couldn't stop smiling, and that's when she knew. The fact that a few simply words on a screen could make her feel like this just proved it, she was totally incredibly in love with Naomi Campbell and there was nothing she could do about it. The realization doesn't shake her like she thought it would, truth was she had known for a while, it was like Naomi had a halo in her eyes, the blonde was perfect and could do no wrong. Even when they were fighting or she was being stubborn Emily still some how found it cute and that's what she thinks love is, its when Naomi's being a royal pain in the arse and Emily still can't help but get that fluttery feeling in her stomach from just being near her. Its about two hearts intertwined for better or worse not matter what challenges they might face.

Emily suddenly has the overwhelming urge to call Naomi and tell her, to put those three words out there for everyone to hear but she decides against it after a couple of minutes with her fingers hovering over the buttons of Naomi's phone number. She doesn't want to spook Naomi because she's been doing to well with everything but a love declaration out of nowhere might be the thing that causes her to break and run. Or even worse Emily thinks about the possibility that Naomi might not say it back, which could possibly be the most devastating scenario that Emily can think of at the moment. The thought of it alone is enough for Emily to just send Naomi a quick reply to her text and go to sleep, following Naomi's advice and having sweet dreams filled with blonde and blue and the ocean.

Naomi wakes the next morning to her door slamming shut and Cook grinning at her. She sits up, completely forgetting in her half asleep state that she sleeps naked and is unknowingly giving Cook a free show.

"Cook stop oogling, Naomi pull the duvet up unless you're wanting us to have a clear view of your tits," Effy's voice floats through the room as she glides in smirking at Naomi," Emily's really not the foursome type."

Naomi snatches the covers and pulls them up to her neck, finally awake now and wide awake at that,

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Naomi asks," And have you ever heard of knocking."

"We're supposed to be going to lunch with you and Emily," Cook says," And have you ever heard of wearing clothes to bed?"

"Fuck," Naomi thinks, she had completely forgotten about the little lunch double date she had agreed to last week. She was sure that she had set an alarm the night before but obviously not.

"I forgot," Naomi sighs, flopping back down onto her back again.

"Forgot what?" Emily's voice now fills the room," Naoms why aren't you up?"

"She forgot," Effy and Cook say in unison causing Naomi to let out a groan and look apologetically at Emily.

"Well at least she gave us a free show," Cook adds," Makes up for making us wait for her."

"Free show?" Emily asks

Effy smirks again, places an arm around Emily's shoulders.

"Yeah Naomi had her tits out when we walked in," Effy laughs at the surprised look on Emily's face," And Em I must say they were mint, hold on to that one yeah."

And with that Effy grabs Cook by the arm and pulls him out of the room muttering something about "having a shower and hurrying the fuck up"

"So why is it exactly that you're showing your tits to my best friend and Cook?" Emily says teasingly, walks over and crawls on the bed laying next to Naomi on top of the duvet.

"I was sleeping and they barged in and scared the shit out of me," Naomi defends," And I sleep naked so sue me!"

Emily can't help but giggle, though she really was a bit jealous of Naomi's sheets now. It was hardly fair that they got to spend every night wrapped around a naked Naomi.

"Well that's brave of you with all the people that live in your house," Emily points out," Though it really isn't fair that Cook and Effy have seen them and I haven't."

Naomi has no come back for that one, sometimes the things that Emily says just leaves her speechless.

"Well Cook has already seen them so no big deal there, and its not like I would have stopped you if you tried to undress me," Naomi says, cocks her eyebrow.

"So its my fault?" Emily challenges.

"Fuck no I didn't mean it like that." Naomi sighs, thinks its far to early to be having this conversation," I'm just trying to do things right with you Emily."

Emily breaks out into a grin; she thinks Naomi might just be the cutest person on the planet. And she knows Naomi has been making an effort to take things slow which from what she understands has been against her nature in the past, and it just makes her love Naomi all the more.

"I know Naomi," Emily kisses her softly," And you've been really sweet because I know it must be hard for you," Emily presses a kiss to Naomi's cheek," But know that it's just as hard for me because honestly I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met."

Naomi wracks her brain, tries to think of another time when someone had called her beautiful but comes up blank. She still hasn't figured out how Emily always seems to effortlessly be able to make her swoon.

"You turn the most adorable shade of pink when you're embarrassed," Emily says through a laugh.

"Fuck off," Naomi says, buries her face in her pillow until she's sure any trace of a blush has left her features.

"Okay Naoms you really need to get up and shower because Effy and Cook aren't the most patient people on the planet." Emily says, she doesn't move though, just looks at Naomi expectantly.

"Well are you going to leave me to it then?" Naomi asks

"I think I'd rather wait here than go downstairs and have another conversation with "the messiah" about the last three girls you'd brought back here," Emily says simply.

Naomi furrows her brow, makes a mental note to give him a good talking to when she gets home later.

"Well can you like close your eyes or turn around or something," Naomi says, covers still pulled up tightly around her neck.

She's not sure what it is but the thought of Emily seeing her naked right now is making her head spin. The thought of being completely stripped and vulnerable in front of her was making Naomi's hands sweat and shake and quite honestly she didn't think she was ready for it right now.

"You let Effy and Cook see," Emily jokes," Never took you as self conscious Naomi."

"Please," Naomi says in that pleading tone of voice that Emily wouldn't have been able to say no to even if she had wanted to," I just don't want the first time you see me like…you know…to be like this, actually I'd rather erase pretty much this entire morning from my memory if you don't mind. Plus it wouldn't be fair because you're still fully clothed," Naomi adds feeling some of her confidence return.

And Emily just wants to tell her that she can already see her, she can see the real Naomi and she doesn't have to see her body to know that she's beautiful because it just oozes out of her. Not that she didn't want to see Naomi's body because the more she thinks about it the more she thinks she's ready to take that next step and really Naomi's had enough experience that she's pretty sure she'll make sure that Emily's first time is amazing.

"Okay fine," Emily concedes, clamps her hands over her eyes and tries not to smile when she hears Naomi let out a sigh of relief.

She feels a dip in the bed and hears Naomi's footsteps padding softly across the room, and she tries to be good and not look but the temptation is far to strong so she separates her fingers a bit just to get a quick peek. But Naomi is standing there, leaning against the bathroom door now wearing an over sized tee shirt that came to rest just below her bottom.

"I knew you would perve," she laughs.

"You think you know me?" Emily asks amused, her eyes still trained on Naomi's long legs which were almost completely on show.

"I do," Naomi insists," Now I'm going to shower and I'm locking the door so don't get any ideas!"

"Oi!" Emily exclaims but Naomi's figure has already disappeared behind the door.

She almost wants to go over there and see if the door is really locked, but she's not sure what she would do if it was open. She decides its safer to just stay where she is, besides its not so bad. Its like she wrapped up in Naomi's scent, its quite lovely actually.

"Just so you know," Naomi says, her head poking out a small crack in the door, her bare shoulder on show making Emily's imagination go wild," It may be hard but just know I'd wait forever for you if I had to."

Before Emily can respond Naomi has slipped back into the bathroom and out of sight again. Not that she could have formulated a coherent sentence at the moment anyways, because her head was spinning and she just felt so fucking giddy it was ridiculous.

About a half hour later Naomi emerges from the bathroom fully clothed, well if you could consider the short shorts and tank top she was wear to be fully clothed. Her hair has dried on its own by the looks of it because its slightly wavy, and Emily just wants to run her hands through it and bury her face in Naomi's neck to inhale the scent she knows all to well. But she figures they've kept Cook and Effy waiting long enough so when Naomi offers her hand Emily takes it and follows her down the stairs.

"About fucking time," Cook groans as Naomi and Emily emerge into the kitchen," Im fucking starving."

Naomi walks over to the cupboard and pulls out a packet of crackers, tosses them straight at Cook.

"There satisfied?" Naomi says as she wraps her arms around Emily from behind, feeling content when Emily intertwines their fingers and snuggles back further into her.

"Maybe show me a little lezzar action and I might be," Cook wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, wincing when Effy slaps him upside the head," Fine lets just go then."

A while later they were sitting in a booth at the diner on the pier, food already in front of them. Cook is munching on his fries while telling stories about a younger Naomi, mostly from when they were dating, most of them memories that Naomi wished would have stayed buried.

"Then she pulled me out from between her legs and told me to just put it in already because it just wasn't working," Cook bellows," I should have known then, watch out Emily she's a forceful bitch when she's frustrated."

And Emily is fucking laughing like its the funniest thing she's ever heard, even Effy is uncharacteristically laughing openly and Naomi's just a tad irritated now. Emily must sense it because she blindly finds Naomi's hand under the table and squeezes it.

"Good to know," Emily smirks as she moves her hand to Naomi's bare thigh, slides it upward slowly stopping just short of Naomi's shorts.

And Naomi's tense and looking at Emily with eye's that say "don't you dare do this here". It makes Emily draw circles on the soft skin until she feels Naomi's fingers grab her wrist urgently, tugging on it until Emily relents and settles on holding her hand instead.

"Alright Naomi?" Effy asks and Naomi's eyes snap up to hers.

"Ya fine thanks," Naomi says, allowing her face to relax again though judging by Effy's knowing smirk she's already figured it out.

Naomi makes a mental not to ask Emily later when it was that she became so fond of teasing her in public.

"Well I think we've embarrassed poor Naomi enough wouldn't you say Cook," Effy says," How about some Emily stories?"

"That sounds lovely," Naomi replies, smirking at Emily who looks a lot less smug now.

"How about we tell Naomi about JJ?" Emily shakes her head violently only making Naomi more curious.

"JJ? Well Ems you know almost my entire dating history, its only fair I know some of yours," Naomi trains her eyes on Emily curiously.

"Its not my fault that your dating past is like folk lore around here," Emily replies.

"Too fucking right red," Cook grins, stopping instantly at Naomi's glare.

"So JJ?" Naomi continues.

"He's a sweet boy really, curly brown hair, braces, he gets locked on when excited. Probably the smartest boy in our form," Effy starts," But he had the unfortunate turn of falling for our Ems here."

Naomi smiles fondly at her, understands completely how it is to fall so hard and quick for Emily Fitch.

"He used to follow her around like a lost puppy it was adorable, irritated the fuck out of Emily though. Well skipping over the boring details Emily started feeling guilty and decided to befriend him, one day he started getting locked on Emily tried everything to get him to calm down but do you wanna know the one thing that worked?" Effy asks, ignoring the glare she was receiving from Emily," She showed him her tits, right there in the middle of the green where they were sitting and holy fuck was it a genius idea because he stopped rambling instantly. Needless to say is obsession with her only grew after that little encounter, one day after school in the hall Emily finally decided that she had enough. She looked him in the eye and said "I like girls, I like sex with girls, I like tits and fanny!", Poor guy passed out cold, we had to carry him to the nurse. Emily's face was almost the color of her hair when she tried to explain to the nurse why JJ fainted, it was fucking priceless."

Naomi tries not to laugh, she knows it will only irritate Emily but she just can't help but let out a giggle or two. The picture in her head of Emily shouting to the world that she likes "tits and fanny" was just to much, the added benefit of a fainting not so secret admirer just put it over the top.

"You're such a heartbreaker Emily!" Naomi teases

"Well you guys have that in common," Cook speaks up.

Emily laughs at this and shoots an innocent smile Naomi's way when she looks at her incredulously.

Its all so ridiculously domestic, the restaurant double date, telling stories about each others pasts, what's next her mom bringing out naked baby pictures when Emily finally meets her? But Naomi thinks that there's really no where she would rather be right now, sitting here with her best friend and her girlfriend sharing laughs, she's not sure how it could get better then this.

"I have something to ask you," Emily says a while later when Naomi is driving her home to change before the bonfire.

"Okay, shoot," Naomi grins, takes a hold of Emilys hand with her free one.

"Well my father's kind of been asking about you lately," Emily explains, Naomi looks at her curiously," He says we're you know getting serious,"

Emily stops then, waits for some notion from Naomi agreeing that they were in fact serious.

"We are," Naomi assures her, placing her free hand on Emily's knee as a comforting gesture," You know that don't you?"

"Of course," Emily breathes a sigh of relief," He...well he said that, he said you should come over for dinner on Saturday so they can meet you."

Naomi's eyes widen as she turns to look at the red head. That definitely wasn't what she was expecting when Emily said she had something to ask her. She hadn't even been so much as invited inside the door of the Fitch's not alone asked over for dinner. She really wasn't good with parents, it was like they could always tell she was up to no good no matter how hard she tried. But it was different with Emily, everything was different with her. And Naomi knew that if she was going to have a perminant place in Emily's life meeting the parents was a natural step.

She's already putting the car in park in Emily's driveway when she finally speaks. Looks at Emily with a big smile and takes her hand.

"I'd love to," Naomi says simply.

But she doesn't get the reaction from Emily that she had been expecting. Naomi thought Emily would be relieved or happy at least but she looks more anxious than anything, its almost as if she was hoping Naomi would say no.

"Are you sure? I mean Naomi you don't have to its really not a big deal," Emily tries.

"If it wasn't a big deal you wouldn't have asked, and I want to go. I want to meet your family, I want them to know how crazy I am about you," Naomi explains

Emily shakes her head, she knows Naomi has no idea what she is getting herself into when it comes to her family. They could be lovely and completely loving at times but closed minded and judging at others, and if she was honest she was scared of what their reaction to her relationship would be.

"You know what forget I asked, its just going to be some over the top stuffy dinner that you're going to hate anyways," Emily tries to make things light.

Naomi narrows her eyes at her girlfriend, sees the almost pleading look in her eyes, almost begging her to just agree and let it go but Naomi just can't.

"It seems like you're the one who doesn't want me to go," Naomi accuses," I mean I know I'm not girlfriend of the year material or anything but I at least thought my effort would count for something."

And Emily's pretty sure her heart is breaking just watching and listening to Naomi saying that she doesn't think Emily believes she's good enough to meet her parents.

"Naomi..." Emily starts, wants desperately to rewind the last couple minutes and put the smile back on Naomi's face. Wants to tell her that there's no one in the world she would rather introduce to her parents, but she doesn't get the chance.

"Look Emily it's fine, I get it okay," Naomi cuts her off," I think maybe you should go, I don't really feel like going to the bonfire, I'm sure Effy can give you a ride."

Emily stares at her helplessly but Naomi keeps her eye's trained forward, her hands still gripping the wheel tightly as she refuses to meet Emily's pleading gaze. So Emily slips out of the car slowly, secretly hoping that Naomi will grab her by the hand and spin her back around and tell her that everything is fine, but she doesn't. And Emily's is left feeling cold as she stands outside her front door and watches Naomi drive away, can't help but think this is the first time Naomi has ever dropped her off without kissing her before leaving. It makes the tears that were brimming her eyes finally flow over as she climbs the stairs and shut her bedroom door behind her. She stares at the blank canvas on her easel and feels the uncontrollable desire to paint. Smears dark and sombre colors across the canvas until she's stopped crying and realizes that she herself is covered in paint as well.

It was Naomi who had gotten her the paint again, ever since their conversation that night on Naomi's boat Emily had finally had the passion to paint again. So she takes her newest one and places it in the corner next to all of the others she had finished this summer, the new one standing out starkly with its dark colors to the others which were alive and vibrant with blue's and greens and yellows. She hops in the shower quickly to clean the paint traces off herself and quickly dries herself off throwing on whatever clothes are the closest when she gets out. Her mission when she leaves the house, a wrapped canvas tucked under her arm and her feet carrying her as fast as they can, is to find Naomi and fix things because this time she knows for sure its her that has messed up.