A/N Well a little fast than last time yeah? Just a warning it gets a bitty smutty at the end so avert your eyes if this offends lol. I went back and forth a billion times about how I wanted to have this end up because I know how it happens in the notebook but i've changed it a bit and I hope it still works alright? Anyways enjoy and drop me a review and tell me what you thought if you want. Just one more chapter left of the summer and then we're jumping forward in time so strap in kids!

We Both go Down together

Things change after the family dinner despite Naomi's best efforts not to let it. There's this new sense of desperation lacing every moment she spends with Emily that she just can't shake. The end is near; Naomi knows it no matter what she might say to Emily about the subject. The truth was clear, Emily would be leaving at the end of the summer and Naomi would be staying here, it just didn't seem logical that it would work. She knows that Emily would want to try long distance but Naomi isn't sure she can go from having Emily with her basically all the time back to a life without her, only worse because she would be haunted with what her and Emily used to be. She didn't want to stretch it out because she's selfish and then end up having things end badly, Emily didn't deserve that, Emily deserved to go off to University guilt free and have the experience of a life time without having to worry about a girlfriend back in California.

Naomi sighs in frustration, tossing aside the book she had been making an attempt to read until she realized she had read the same paragraph fifteen times and still hadn't absorbed any of the information. She reaches over and picks up a picture off her bedside table. just a simple one of her and Emily from the night they hiked to a deserted beach and camped for the night with Cook and Effy. It was one of her fondest memories from the summer she thinks, something about waking up with Emily curled into her while the sun beat down on them creating a nice warm bubble, it was a moment that Naomi wrapped up and tucked away just for herself.

Her heart breaks a little when she thinks about Cook and Effy who had decided to end things a few days before when Effy had told him that she would be without a doubt flying back to England at the end of the summer. Despite handling it maturely Naomi saw the toll the breakup had taken on her best friend, he had basically been moping around for the past few days. She had never seen him like this about anyone else, in fact Naomi can't remember a time that Cook had even been remotely upset about ending it with someone, though he had never stayed with anyone long enough to become attached until now. It was strange to think how alike her and Cook really were, both free spirits that didn't want to settle down, and how quickly the appearance of two beautiful English women could turn them on their heads.

"Fucks sake," Naomi whispers under her breath as she gets up and grabs a coat off the back of her desk chair.

Enough of this moping around Naomi thought, the situation made her feel completely helpless but seeing as there was nothing she could do about it the only sensible option would be to spend as much time with Emily as she could in the little time they had left.

She's about to flip open her phone and call Emily and let her know she was on her way over when she notices a figure walking swiftly up the path towards the house. It only takes a few seconds for Naomi to recognize that it's Emily, and she's walking towards her with a look of determination on her face that Naomi's never seen her wear before.

"Em?" Naomi begins but is cut off sharply when kisses her urgently, pushing her back into the door behind her.

It takes her a minute to respond, being so caught off guard with the intensity and desperation that she could feel passing from Emily's lips to hers as Emily presses their mouths together so tightly. Emily has never kissed her like this before, with such a strong feeling of need behind it that it stuns Naomi for a second before she wakes up and realizes that maybe she should participate so it isn't like she's just standing there being kissed.

Once Naomi seems to have gotten control of her limbs back she brings one had up and threads it through Emily's hair, effectively pushing their lips harder together and causing Emily to groan somewhere in the back of her throat when the kiss deepens impossibly further. And something in Naomi snaps then, all the control she had been attempting to maintain over her body since she started seeing Emily goes all out the window in this moment. It's like her body's on auto pilot as she spins them around, reversing their positions and pinning Emily to the door where she had previously been. She drifts her kisses down across Emily's cheek and jaw until she reaches her destination on her neck, pushing Emily further into the door and sucking insistently on Emily's pulse point.

Emily tilts her head back in encouragement, giving Naomi more room as her eyes slip shut and she feels like her body is burning up. She presses her hand at the back of Naomi's neck pulling Naomi closer, her eyes rolling back into her head when Naomi trails her way up to her ear and begins nipping lightly at her earlobe. When Naomi slips a leg between hers and presses up Emily's eyes shoot open again, and she can't help but press down against it needing some sort of relief of all the feelings that Naomi was evoking in her.

"Fuck," She gasps huskily as Naomi continues her assault on her neck, Naomi's hands sliding up from her waist and coming to rest hesitantly on her breasts. Not really doing much, just resting there, testing Emily.

Naomi pulls away after a few more seconds, her hands moving to the door behind Emily as if to hold herself up as she rests her head on Emily's shoulder. And Emily is both relieved and irritated at the same time that Naomi pulled away, because fucking hell was she enjoying herself and now she was left feeling cold and wanting nothing more than Naomi's hands and lips on her again spreading fire through her body. But on the other hand did she really want Naomi to fuck her, their first time together (Emily's first time period), up against the front door of Naomi's house when Gina and plenty of other lodgers would be on the other side? That she didn't want, but at the rate Naomi had her going Emily was pretty sure she wouldn't have been able to muster the resolve to stop Naomi ministrations.

"I'm sorry," Naomi whispers shakily into the skin of Emily's shoulder.

And Emily's confused because it wasn't as if she was an unwilling participant, in fact she had been the one to storm up to Naomi and start the entire thing anyways. She unleashed something inside her girlfriend though, something Naomi had obviously been holding back in an attempt to not make her feel pressured, can't help but wonder how long Naomi has wanted to do this.

"I just can't control myself around you sometimes," Naomi laughs hesitantly, hoping she hasn't taken things to far and scared Emily off.

She pulls her head up off of Emily's shoulder to look her in the eye and is surprised to find Emily looking at her with a lopsided adoring smile. Naomi's eyes widen further when Emily takes a hold of her hands and presses them back against her chest, a little harder this time so Naomi is actually cupping her breasts.

"Its okay," Emily says, fighting the urge to close her eyes as Naomi kneads her breasts softly, because fuck it feels better than she imagined it would.

"I want to show you something," Naomi says suddenly, her hands dropping away from Emily's body to take her hands," Will you come with me?"

Emily doesn't think twice, doesn't need to; she just knows she'd follow Naomi anywhere if she asked her to.

The car takes a turn off the highway that Emily doesn't recognize, heading down a winding gravel road through a wooded area and if Emily was with any one but Naomi she would be wondering if she was being taken off into the woods to be killed. But eventually they break through the bush and emerge into a large clearing with a large, yet rather run down house in the middle of it. Emily sneaks a glance over at Naomi, and she's staring at the old house with such adoration that Emily knows it must mean a lot to her. Naomi puts the car in park and slips out of the car, grabbing a flannel blanket out of the back seat and taking Emily's hand leads them towards the house.

"You can't see it right now but there's a pristine beach down there," Naomi says, pointing in the darkness," Like pretty much untouched, its beautiful."

"We'll have to come back some time when it's light out," Emily replies giving Naomi's hand a squeeze, feeling her heart clench when Naomi smiles so sadly back at her.

"Come on then," Naomi starts walking again leading Emily around the back of the house.

"You have a key right? Because I don't know what my parents would think about you getting me into illegal activities," Emily says, the grin she's wearing undermining the seriousness of her statement.

"Well considering I plan to own this some day soon I wouldn't really call it breaking and entering," Naomi points out, reaching her hand around through a crack in the window and switching the lock on the inside of the door," Its more like previewing my merchandise."

Naomi opens the door and gestures for Emily to walk inside, its slightly terrifying actually showing Emily this place. It has so much to do with her past and her father and her dreams for the future, the truth was she hadn't even told her mom that she would still come here from time to time. It was a place for just her, a place where she could come and think, and remember better times, and plan a future.

Emily wanders around the dusty interior, actually quite impressed at how well the structure held up when the outside looked like it was about to topple any moment. She looks over at Naomi curiously, waiting for her to explain why she brought them here.

"This house was built sometime in the twenty's, a movie star was planning to spend her summers here but she died before she got the chance to even spend one. So the house has been sitting here vacant ever since," Naomi explains," Its kind of a myth in this town that the house is haunted, which is probably why no one ever bothered to buy the property, because with a bit of work it could be gorgeous up here."

"A bit of work?" Emily says, gesturing to the staircase that was caving in.

"Okay a lot of work," Naomi relents, closing the distance between her and Emily and wrapping her arms around Emily from the back," And someone who has the patience to do it, to make it as beautiful as it once was."

"Mmm I bet it was lovely in its day," Emily agrees, nuzzling back into Naomi's form.

Naomi untangles herself from Emily, who for a moment grumbles until Naomi tugs on her hand and pulls her down so their sitting on the blanket she brought. Naomi lies down, flat on her back and waits for Emily to follow her.

"Me and my dad used to come here when I was a kid," Naomi finally explains," He had this plan that he was going to buy this house, and fix it up and we would move in here. It was prime location really, far enough out of town so we could be slightly secluded, but still close enough to the marina. We used to come up here and lay like we're doing right now and talk about what we wanted to do with the house, like stupid stuff like what would go where and what color the rooms should be."

Naomi glances over at Emily, sees her looking back and listening intently. Can see the happiness and pride in her eyes at the thought that Naomi was finally opening up to her completely.

"He never bought it?" Emily asks, feeling that Naomi needed a small nudge to continue.

"No," Naomi shakes her head," He had the papers all drawn up and everything right before everything went south but he never bought it. Not that it would have mattered since the bank would have repossessed it anyways if he had."

"You still come here though?" Emily says

"Ya," Naomi replies," Its nice to come here and remember the happy times we had together, I don't remember a lot from before her left but my memories of us here are so vivid. And I was thinking that maybe one day I'd buy this place and fix it up myself, you know finish what he couldn't."

Emily opens her arm and gestures for Naomi to slide closer, Naomi instantly obliges, resting her head on Emily's shoulder as the redheads arm comes up and wraps around her waist snugly.

"That's a lovely dream," Emily agrees," See you do think about the future even if you think you don't."

"I guess I do," Naomi concedes, her tone light now as she props herself up a bit and kisses Emily once chastely," I think about it a lot actually, like I'd open up the staircase so it was twice as wide, and I'd have that room out in the front as the sitting room, and I'd want a huge kitchen, with a big dining room as well. After years of sharing small spaces with lots of people at my moms it'll be nice to have a lot of room to spare."

"Don't I get a say in all this?" Emily grins as Naomi tips her head up so her chin is resting on Emily's shoulder, allowing her to look at Emily properly.

"Do you want a say in this?" Naomi says seriously and Emily almost melts under the intensity of her stare.

"Of course I do," she answers just as seriously.

"Okay what do you want then?" Naomi says.

Emily closes her eyes a minute, trying to envision her and Naomi living in this house when they're older, trying to picture what it would look like.

"I'd like a wrap around front porch, you know so we could sit outside, and a room overlooking the water where I could paint,"

"Done," Naomi grins," Anything else?"

"Okay this is going to sound silly but I always loved the first house my family lived in before we made our money. It wasn't big or anything, just small and homey you know," Naomi nods in understanding," But it was white and had blue shutters on the windows, and for some reason when I think about "home" that's the image that comes to mind."

"Well I want you to think of our house as a home so white paint and blue shutters it is," Naomi giggles, scattering kisses along the length of Emily's neck.

And Emily isn't sure what makes her decide, she isn't sure if it's the fact that she can literally feel that all Naomi's walls are finally down, or that she's completely swooning over the way Naomi is talking so freely about their future together, or maybe it's just the feeling of Naomi's lips on her neck again but she can't hold it in anymore.

"Make love to me," Emily whispers breathily, smiling to herself when Naomi stiffens next to her and pulls back slightly.

"What?" Naomi says, studying Emily's face for any sort of hint that this might not be what she really wants.

"I said make love to me Naomi," Emily says with a little more confidence, reaching up and brushing Naomi's fallen hair behind her ear," I want you to."

"Here?" Naomi asks, looking around at the dusty old house they were currently laying in the middle of.

"I can't think of any place that would be better than our future home together," Emily replies cheekily, finally managing to get a smile from Naomi.

Naomi pulls herself up a little more, sliding her self over until she's lying on top of Emily properly. She leans down and kisses her softly as she lowers her body slowly on top of Emily.

Its so different the feeling she has right now, the feeling that she wants to go slow and savor every moment of this. All the other times she slept with girls, well with anyone really it had just been about getting off, about relieving a pressure and then once it was over she just wanted to get dressed and leave. But this was different, she didn't want to just rip off Emily's clothes and fuck her, she wanted to make love to her. Finally she thinks, finally she understands what people were talking about when they put sex up on such a pedestal, its about caring about someone and wanting to share the most intimate thing possible with them.

She pulls back slightly, smiling into the kiss when Emily tries for a moment to follow her but eventually relents and lays back down on the blanket, her eyes hooded and her breathing shallow. Naomi begins to shakily undo the buttons of Emily's shirt, her eyes following her hands as they unveil more of Emily's skin until she reaches the last one. She splays her hands out on Emily's bare stomach and pushes them apart, trailing her fingers across Emily's skin as she slides the shirt open. Its fascinating how Emily's body reacts to such a simple touch, how her skin breaks out in goose bumps in the wake of the trail her fingers traveled, Naomi wonders why she never took the time to notice before.

Once the shirt is open as far as it will go Naomi leans down again, pressing all her weight back onto her girlfriend, her thigh finding its way between Emily's and pressing up just to provide a constant pressure as her lips scatter kisses all over Emily's chest and neck. She feels Emily push up against her suddenly and she thinks that maybe she's been a bit too forward but quickly dispels the thought as she watches Emily shrug off her shirt with a small smile.

Once Emily has her shirt off she tugs on Naomi's tee shirt until their lips are back together and Naomi kisses her a little harder now, slipping her tongue into her mouth and sliding her hand down to cup her bra clad chest. Naomi feels the sharp breath that Emily takes and presses her hand a little harder against her, stroking her nipple through the fabric until she gets the same reaction again. She feels Emily sliding her hands up her back underneath her shirt and takes it as an invitation to take it off. Sits up straddling Emily's hips and slowly strips the shirt off over her head, giggling slightly when Emily's eyes widen and zone in on her chest because really could she be any more gay, how she managed to throw her parents off the trail so long was beyond Naomi.

Emily brought her hands up slowly over Naomi's torso, sliding one hand up the valley of her breasts and resting it above her heart. She could feel it thundering beneath her hand and it told her everything Naomi wasn't able to say with words, it gave her the reassurance that she was making the right decision, that Naomi was the one that she wanted to be her first. She sat up quickly, feeling the extreme desire to kiss Naomi again and wanting to take some form of control over the situation, not wanting to just lay there and have Naomi think she was completely useless at this. When their lips connect again she pulls on Naomi's hips, pulling her flush against her body before sliding her hands up Naomi's back and resting on the clasp of her bra. Emily's never undone one from this way around, but she figures that it can't be too difficult so she goes for it, and after much less fumbling than she had anticipated the clasp comes undone and Naomi pulls back pining her with a surprised look. And Emily can't help but laugh at the situation, because the idea of her shocking Naomi with something in this area was a bit ridiculous.

"Eager?" Naomi bites her lip, and Emily can't help but kiss her again because she looks so fucking sexy doing that.

Naomi pulls back again after a minute, untangling her hands from Emily's hair to pull her bra slowly off her body and toss it aside. And Emily's sure she's got her mouth hanging open but she can't help it, Naomi is just so gorgeous. She knew Naomi was beautiful, but there was just something about the way she looked in the darkness, the moonlight shining in through the window and casting over her perfect skin, it was like something she couldn't even imagine.

"Can I?" Naomi says softly, her hands hovering over the clasp of Emily's bra.

Emily feels her heart melt and a flush take over her body at the care and love in Naomi's voice.

"Please," Emily nods and feels Naomi's practiced fingers flick the clasp open and before she knows it the bra has been pulled from her body and Naomi is pushing her down onto the blanket again.

She doesn't waste any time bringing her mouth down onto Emily's breasts, cupping one with her hand and swirling her tongue around the nipple of the other. And Emily is so responsive that it spurs her on, the way her back is arching and her breathing is heavy like this is the best thing in the world, and Naomi thinks that maybe it is. She turns her attention back and forth between Emily's breasts until she's satisfied with the desperate state she's worked her girlfriend into, feeling her hips rolling unconsciously in search of some friction and her hands pushing Naomi's head as close to her body as possible. When Naomi starts trailing her lips further down Emily's torso Emily wriggles even harder, her stomach muscles tensing under Naomi's lips and when she reaches the band of Emily's shorts Naomi chances a look up at her. It shocks Naomi how Emily can look so innocent and sexy at the same time, its like nothing she's ever seen before.

"What?" Emily says shakily when she notices Naomi staring at her, feeling slightly uncomfortable being almost completely naked under Naomi's stare.

"Nothing, Its just you're…fuck you're so stunning Emily," Naomi whispers into the skin of Emily's stomach as she scatters kisses all over it," You take my breath away."

The button on Emily's shorts pops open quickly and Naomi tugs them down her legs before quickly clambering back on top of her, missing the contact immediately. She can feel that this is right now, can literally feel it as she presses her bare thigh into Emily's centre, can feel how much Emily wants this.

Emily rolls her over moments later, not breaking their kiss. And Naomi's so caught up in the feeling of kissing Emily that she barely notices the change of position until her back hits the floor and Emily's thigh presses up into her now.

"Oh," Naomi groans against Emily's lips causing her girlfriend to pull back and watch her in wonder, because quite frankly Emily has no idea what she's doing and the fact that this might be doing something for Naomi baffles her.

"Yeah?" Emily whispers into the skin of Naomi's neck, wanting, no needing to know what Naomi was feeling.

"Yeah," Naomi says breathily," fuck yeah," she continues when Emily hesitantly at first, turns her attention to Naomi's breasts.

Emily's dreamt about this moment for months, well if she's being honest with herself since the first moment she laid eyes on Naomi at that carnival. She's imagined how Naomi's breasts would look, how they would feel in her hand, how it would feel to kiss them, but nothing could compare to the actual thing she's realizing now. She kneads them softly and hesitatingly a few times before leaning down slowly and caressing Naomi's nipple with her tongue, feeling it harden impossibly further as Naomi arches her back pushing herself further up into Emily's waiting mouth. Emily tries to remember what Naomi had done to her only moments before, remembering how fucking amazing it had felt but gives up after a few minutes and settles on alternating between circling with her tongue and sucking gently, occasionally looking up to gage from Naomi's facial expression whether what she was doing was working or not.

Naomi couldn't explain what it felt like, it was so different to anything she had ever experienced before. Everything was so heavy and Emily whether she knew it or not was making her wetter than she had ever been in her life. It was causing all these feelings to well up inside her, like she was about to burst with all the things she wanted to say but never had the courage to come out with. It had to stop, before she blurted out something she wasn't even sure if Emily was ready to hear. So she pulls Emily back up to her mouth, kissing her as deep as she can muster as she flips them over once again. Keeps kissing Emily as she allows her hand to slowly drift its way down her body, trailing over Emily's breasts, raking lightly over her ribs, down her legs and then back up her inner thighs until her hand was hovering over Emily's underwear.

Naomi pulls back and watch's Emily's face as she dips her hand past the waistband cupping Emily gently. Watch's Emily's eyes widen slightly and then crunch shut just as quickly when she finds Emily's clit and begins slowly circling it with her index finger, allowing her fingers to drift down slightly every now and then to gather Emily's wetness (which there was a ridiculously large amount of) before resuming her motions on her clit.

"Christ," Emily breathes out softly as Naomi speeds up her fingers slightly, allowing two of them to press against her clit now rather than one.

She finds her hips bucking involuntarily up into Naomi's hand, her back arching of its own will into Naomi's mouth, which had descended back onto her tits. And its all well and lovely and well better than anything she's ever felt before actually but she can tell Naomi is still holding back. Emily can feel it in the way her whole body is tensed up, like she's trying desperately not to give in completely and Emily doesn't want it to be like that. She wants to give herself over to Naomi in every way possible, so she slides one of her hands off of Naomi's back down between their body's, grasping Naomi's wrist and pushing her hand down further so their joined hands are pressing slightly against her entrance.

Naomi's eye's snap up to meet Emily's then, still slightly dazed from losing herself in touching Emily so freely but still understanding what Emily was asking for.

"Emily," Naomi says somewhat warningly, she's worried that she wont be able to control herself if she goes inside Emily. She was constantly reminding herself to take it slow as it was and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt Emily.

"Please," Emily whispers, lifting her head slightly to give Naomi a reassuring kiss and allowing her hand that was gripping Naomi's wrist to slowly pull her underwear down far enough for her to wriggle out of them completely.

"I don't want to hurt you," Naomi admits, her voice shaky as Emily continues to look at her through pleading eyes.

"You wont," Emily assures her," I trust you Naomi…more than anyone."

Its enough for Naomi then, she kisses Emily slowly as she presses a finger cautiously inside of her. Emily's walls clench instantly against the intrusion.

"I'm sorry," Naomi whispers into Emily's ear as she holds her hand still, allowing Emily to get used to the feeling.

She begins moving slowly moments later, feeling reassured when Emily's hips began to lift slightly to meet her gentle thrusts. Naomi curls her finger up slightly, knowing she's hit the right spot when Emily lets out a low groan and digs her fingernails deeper into her back.

Emily's about to voice her feelings when Naomi pulls out slightly and enters her again only with two fingers this time. And ya it hurts a little at first, but Naomi's being so caring and gentle that the slight pain only lasts for a moment before it feels all kinds of wonderful again. It doesn't take long then, the combination of Naomi's fingers thrusting and curling, her thumb pressing insistently against Emily's clit and her lips on Emily's neck is enough to send Emily flying over the edge into the most intense thing she's ever felt. She's not sure what her body's doing or what noises she's making, all she's aware of is Naomi, pulling Naomi close as possibly, feeling Naomi against her.

Naomi brings her back down with gentle strokes, pressing kisses on Emily's shoulder as she finally slips her fingers out, cringing to herself when Emily hisses quietly. She wipes her fingers on the edge of the blanket and pulls back slightly, resting on her elbows to look at Emily, waiting for her eyes to open again.

"Was that okay?" Naomi asks timidly, brushing Emily's fringe out of her eyes.

"That was more than okay," Emily replies breathily with a lazy smile.

And it was the truth because Emily had never felt anything like that before in her life, getting yourself off just really didn't compare she now realized.

"Good," Naomi grins sheepishly.

"Come here," Emily says, wanting to kiss the self-satisfied grin off of Naomi's face.

As Naomi kisses her again Emily pushes her weight up and manages to pin Naomi back down onto the blanket. She allows her hands to travel down Naomi's body slowly as they kiss, touching every inch of skin she could reach until she makes it to the hem of Naomi's shorts. Her fingers fumble with the button as Naomi pulls back from the kiss to look at her. Naomi's eyes are dark with desire but also telling her that it's okay if she doesn't want to do this, if she's not ready. Emily kisses her again quickly before sliding down her body to slowly remove Naomi's last items of clothing, sitting back and taking the sight before her in for a moment before she crawls back up Naomi's body and brings their lips together again.

And Emily knows Naomi must be just dying at this point, can tell by the way she's pressing herself down onto her thigh pretty roughly. She wants to make Naomi feel at least some fragment of what Naomi had just made her feel but her nerves were getting the best of her, Naomi had been with lots of girls how was she going to come even close to comparing?

"What are you thinking?" Emily pulls back and asks, the word vomit forcing its way out of her mouth before she can stop it.

"Huh?" Naomi asks, her eyes cloudy with lust.

"Never mind," Emily tries to force her nerves down and kisses Naomi again for a minute before her nerves start turning to irritation that Naomi doesn't seem to be even thinking anything about what had just happened between them," You're not thinking anything right now?"

"What are you talking about," Naomi says breathily, her arms reaching around Emily's back to try and pull her closer again but feeling her girlfriend resist.

"I'm thinking a billion things right now, but with you Naomi everything is just fine? I don't get it," Emily says.

Naomi sighs, doesn't mean too but she's frustrated, Emily's worked her up so much and now she wants to have a conversation?

"Its okay," Naomi says softly as she slides Emily off of her and sits up, taking part of the blanket with her to cover her body.

fuck Emily thinks as she lays there staring at Naomi, her head resting against her arms that were curled around her legs as she tried to steady her breathing and calm herself down.

"I'm sorry," Emily sits up quickly, wrapping her arms around Naomi's waist and resting her head on Naomi's shoulder," I didn't mean to let my brain take over and screw everything up, when i'm nervous I babble, you know this."

"I'm not angry," Naomi says seriously, pressing a kiss to the side of Emily's head for emphasis.

And now Emily really feels like a bitch, seeing as she's gotten off quite nicely and she's left Naomi hanging, and now she's being sweet about the whole thing as well. She goes to speak but is caught of guard when Naomi says something she hadn't expected to hear but has been dreaming about for months.

"You know I love you right?" Naomi says, turning her head to meet Emily's eyes properly.

Emily sucks in a deep breath before her face breaks into a bright smile as she stares at Naomi in wonder. She gets it now, gets how it's the best feeling in the world when you love someone and you find out that they love you back just as much.

"I know," Emily breathes out, her hand finding its way to Naomi's cheek," I love you too."

She watches Naomi's eyes soften even further as she smiles back at Emily. Emily slides her hand into Naomi's hair and brings their lips back together, has all intentions of pushing Naomi back down onto the blanket and showing her how much she loves her when Cook bursts through the door.

"Naomi," he shouts, not immediately seeing them on the floor, giving Naomi enough time to pull the blanket up around them fully, using her own body to shield Emily's further.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Naomi growls at the intrusion on her and Emily's moment.

"You have to get Emily home," Cook demands," Effy just called and said Mr and Mrs Fitch are freaking out, they've called the cops."

"What?" Emily says

"I don't know, you just need to get home," Cook explains," I'll call Effy and let her know I've found you."

And with that he turns and heads back out of the house leaving Naomi and Emily alone again and before Naomi can even say anything Emily is already getting redressed.

"We've got to go, you have no idea how they can be Naoms," Emily says sadly and Naomi nods and begins getting redressed herself.

They spend the drive back to the Fitches in complete silence; Naomi just doesn't know what to say. She grabs Emily's hand and squeezes it gently regardless, needing to be the strong one for Emily who looked a mixture between angry and horrified at the same time.

"It'll be fine," Naomi whispers, looks over to see Emily nod slightly at her, smiling but it not quite reaching her eyes.

And Naomi wondered to herself who she was really trying to convince.