Disclaimer: I don't own Skins and I'm just borrowing this for a bit of fun!
She looked over to Cook and stared at him. So. It seemed he did still love her. Or does he? She thought. Maybe he meant it as friends. I've always loved him as a friend, even before I fell in love with him. I broke his heart then got his best friend killed. He couldn't possibly feel that way about me, again-still-…could he?
Cook looked back at her in horror, taking several drags of the spliff to calm himself. Effy decided not to say anything, instead getting up and walking to the wardrobe to change into an outfit for that evening. She ripped off her clothes, not caring that Cook was looking at her. Cook was trying to remain a façade of nonchalance while he spied upon her slender frame. Arse still as perfect as ever, he thought, feeling another pang of longing and need in both his heart and his body. He watched her slip on a dangerously short dress and knew all the boys would be looking at her when they went out. He was fiercely jealous of them at the thought. She looked over her shoulder to sneak a glance at Cook and he quickly averted his eyes. Effy looked at herself in the mirror, wondering how everything in her short but eventful life had boiled down to this moment- sneaking looks at the boy she was in love with who was also a convicted criminal and had beaten up the guy who murdered her boyfriend who she'd picked to date over the one she really loved. She could be so daft sometimes. No wonder she sometimes felt that she was born backwards. She shook her head at the incredible thoughts she had managed to conjure. It would be an interesting night out, she decided; very interesting. 'Ready to go, Cook?'
They met JJ at the bus stop before stopping in at Keith's Pub, where they ordered disgustingly greasy dinners and started on some shots of tequila. Cook sat at the bar talking to Keith for a long time and while they waited, Effy and JJ talked. She had never been especially close to JJ since she had ruined all their lives and gotten his best friend killed, but ever since Cook went away they had grown closer; united by a mutual dependency of his infectious laugh and don't-give-a-fuck attitude, and counting the days until they'd see him again. 'It is rather good that Cook's back, isn't it, Effy?' JJ was positively beaming. It was the first time JJ had seen his living best friend in a while.
'Yeah, it's well good. I bet you're glad to see him.'
'Of course, who else would tell me when I'm being too much of a pussy and give me advice when Lara does strange girl things that I can't quite comprehend?'
Effy laughed out loud. 'Uh, JJ, I don't exactly think that Cook is the authority on relationships. He's not very good at them.'
'No, I guess not. After all he did bugger it all up with you, didn't he? Maybe I should be telling him to stop being a pussy and just ask you out.' JJ realised what he'd said and froze. 'Oops. That one was for the vault, wasn't it? Shit. I'm an idiot. Fuck. Fuck-'
Effy interrupted before he got locked on. 'Ready for a big night, JJ?' She asked loudly.
JJ awkwardly tried to recover from his blunder and began rambling. 'Well, not exactly. I mean, of course the night will be of epic proportions due to the nature of it. That being Cook's return and the reunion of our little group of friends…' Effy had stopped listening. She was concentrating hard on what JJ had said. All she could think was fuck. So, he does love me. What was she getting herself into? She smiled slightly anyway, excitement washing through her bones. '…I wouldn't exactly call us friends, more so people who know each other and have come to depend on each other because we have no one else. But I can't stay out too late as my mother requested I be home at a reasonable time. She seems to think that all unsupervised activities will result in my impregnation of Lara despite the fact that we take all necessary precautions. Though, thinking about it, she never actually stipulated what a reasonable time to return would be, so-'
'Shut up, gay J. Guess what guys?' Cook drunkenly ambled over to the booth.
'What?' JJ and Effy said in unison.
'Keith offered me a job!' The night was just getting better and better, he thought. Soon enough he would be able to afford his own spliff.
'That's great news, Cook!' JJ patted him on the back.
'Yeah, it's well brilliant.' Effy chinked glasses with him before taking a swig of her drink.
'You know what this means?' Cook cracked a grin. By the time they would reach the club and meet up with Katie, Effy and Cook would well and truly plastered and JJ would be struggling to keep them from walking onto the busy Bristol roads and tripping over rubbish bins. Oh yes, Effy knew what it meant. Cook chanted 'More drinks! More drinks! More drinks, more drinks, more drinks!'
A/N: Firstly, sorry for the delay in posting! You know how it is, Christmas, New Years, I went away, I was uninspired, I was busy...but mostly I was just lazy. I'd rather sleep than do anything else. But here it is. I wanted this chapted to be longer but it just wouldn't budge. =S so I didn't force myself to go onto the next scene and write absolute crap. Please read & review! Also, to my fellow Aussies, I hope you're enjoying your summer holidays!