Time passed slowly in the PRU and with each tick of the clock Nikki found herself becoming more and more aggravated by Barry's childish behaviour, along with his inappropriate comments. "Barry, stop talking over me." She raised her voice, in hope that he would actually listen. However, Barry was having none of it as he continued to chatter loudly over Miss Boston's attempt at reading Wuthering Heights. She'd had enough now. She wasn't in the mood to be messed around with, she just wanted the day to fly past without any chaos. But of course, that wasn't going to happen, was it? Not a day goes by in Waterloo Road where there is no chaos.

The bell finally rang to signal the end of the day, and the pupils of the PRU all stood up and rushed out, giggling and laughing as they did so. Nikki shook her head; she was half-heartedly glad that it was time to go home, but on the other hand, she wasn't. She didn't want to have to face Tom, considering he would just say what he liked, not caring about how she felt. She sighed off the thought before leaving the PRU herself, locking the doors behind her. The corridors were reasonably empty as most of the children were either on their way out, or sitting in detention. But still a couple of pupils hang around in the hall ways, creating a mess and a racket. It didn't bother Nikki too much; she was used to Waterloo Road's horrible habits by now.

As she turned around a corner, books piled in her arms, she collided with Lorraine, who seemed to be hurrying off somewhere. The books fell to the floor, as did Lorraine. "Oh, shit, sorry." Nikki cursed, putting out her hand to help her up. "It's fine. I was looking for you actually." Lorraine smiled, gaining her balance. Nikki frowned a fraction. "If it's about Barry, I've not had a chance to talk to him yet. He's been a bit… distracted in lessons and I didn't have the time or energy to argue with him over what happened. Sorry." She seemed stressed out as she rapidly scooped the books off the floor and turned to walk away.

Lorraine quickly grabbed her arm, turning her around swiftly. "No, look, Nikki. I know Barry's a pain in the back side, and I don't expect you to have to worry about him. Don't bother with it, not yet anyway. We'll deal with the matter if and when it happens." She spoke so confidently, even though deep down she was scared that Barry would spill the dirty little secret. "That's not why I wanted to see you anyway. I was wondering if you would maybe want to go for a drink tonight?" She smiled, despite the look of shock and fear that covered Nikki's face. "Obviously, if you're busy, or, too tired or you just don't want to go… then it's fine, I understand." Lorraine rambled on as she noticed how uncomfortable the woman opposite her looked. Nikki couldn't help but smile and giggle a little. "I'd love to go for a drink..." Lorraine grinned. "Great, I'll pick you u-"

"But I don't think it's the best thing to do, considering what happened earlier." Nikki interrupted, her voice laced with sadness. Lorraine nodded in agreement, not quite sure what to say next. She had a lot on her mind, most of which she tried to forget about, but the one thing that kept creeping its way back was Nikki. The taste of her tongue, the look in her eyes. Why did she always want what she couldn't have? "Well… If you change your mind, text me." Lorraine shrugged, and half-heartedly smiled before walking away feeling slightly humiliated. Now she knows exactly how Nikki felt when she rejected her before half term. Nikki sighed and rolled her eyes, debating whether or not she should run up to Lorraine and take up her offer. But she didn't. Instead, she got in her shiny black car and drove away.

Nikki pulled up in her drive way, the sound of gravel crunching underneath the tires surrounding her. As she stopped her car, she noticed another vehicle parked outside her house. She rolled her eyes and sighed as she saw Tom sat in the front seat of the car. Stepping out of her 4x4, Nikki felt her heart beat faster than it ever should. She was scared, terrified, that Tom would want to have a serious chat about them. She approached her front door, completely ignoring the sound of Tom rushing up behind her, his heavy boots meeting with the floor. "Nikki." He panted, out of breath from trying to catch her before she managed to escape into her house. "What do you want?" She said coldly, emotionless, as she unlocked her door with shaky hands, entering the warmth. Tom followed her in, slamming the door behind her. She whipped her jacket off and flung it on the sofa along with her bag. "We need to talk." His voice portrayed anger, despite his attempt to hide it.

"About what, Tom? I thought I made my feelings towards you clear." She raised her voice slightly, subconsciously running her hands through her short brown hair. The tenseness of the situation grew and grew as the pair stood in pure acidic silence, staring at each other, bitterness filling their eyes. "I need to know what's going on between us." His words wavered briefly. "There never was an us." She spoke quietly, softly almost. Nikki watched as his face dropped and tears formed in the corner of his eyes. Was she being too harsh on him? Oh, what did it matter, things would never be the same again anyway. "Tom, it was two weeks. Don't get me wrong, it was a good two weeks, but it wasn't anything serious."

"Not to you, maybe, but it meant everything to me." Tom yelled, a tear slowly dancing down his rosy cheek. Nikki looked down at the floor, suddenly finding its patterns interesting. She felt horrible for making Tom cry; he must have felt like crap. Nikki meant everything to him, yet he meant nothing to her. For her, it was just two weeks of having someone to hold you during the cold, lonely night. Someone to distract her constant thoughts of the one that rejected her, made her feel so low and stupid. "Why did you suddenly go off me? Is there someone else?" He asked, his temper not so high anymore. Nikki rolled her eyes, laughing sarcastically. "You really are paranoid." She said through gritted teeth, having to bite down on her tongue to stop her from giving him a piece of her mind. She barged past him towards the door, slinging it opening with power. "Out." She hissed.

Tom swiped at the tears on his cheeks before storming past Nikki and out of the door, hearing it slam behind him. He took a deep breath in, walking to his car. Once he got in, he sat there, staring at her house which used to be his second home. It was very unlikely that he would be going there again. Before driving off, he decided to check his phone for the time. 10:43pm. It was too late to be messing around with feelings, maybe she would feel differently once she'd had a good night's rest.

Nikki leant against the door, her breathing unsteady and her emotions running high. She felt mean for doing that to Tom. He had done nothing wrong. She felt a cold tear trickle down her face as she relived the conversation in her head. "Is there someone else?" When he said those words, Nikki's heart sunk to her feet. She was convinced that he knew about her and Lorraine, and the little accident in the staff-room. Except, it wasn't an accident, it was meant to happen, it was what both women wanted, no matter how much they denied it. She allowed a smile to creep onto her face as her mind was consumed with thoughts of Lorraine. How her blonde curls sit perfectly on her shoulders, how her lips always looked so soft and delicate, how the dresses she wears shape her figure amazingly well. Why on earth did she turn down the offer to go for a drink with her?

She walked over to her phone which was sat on the kitchen side, and picked it up. As she scrolled through her contacts list, her hands shook slightly from the adrenalin of the heated discussion she just had with Tom. She finally reached Lorraine's number, and without hesitation, she called it. It rang a few times. And a few more. Nikki was running out of hope. Just as she was about to hang up, Lorraine answered.

"Nikki, hi." She said, stifling a yawn.

"Lorraine, sorry, did I wake you?"

"No, it's fine. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just wondered if you still wanted to go for that drink?"

"Sure, yeah, definitely. I'll pick you up now if you like?"

"That would be great. See you in a bit."

The night went past quicker than expected, and in no time both women found themselves surrounded by many beer bottles and empty vodka glasses. Nikki had told Lorraine about Tom and how she felt horrible for making him feel like shit, but also that she has feelings too, feelings that deserve to be respected. "I don't know what he wants me to say." She slurred, the alcohol taking over her brain. "I mean, he stood there and told me that I meant everything to him, even though I told him numerous times that I don't like him in that way." She took another gulp of beer, as Lorraine processed what she had just been told. As she went to respond, Nikki butted in. "And then – get this – he asked me if there was someone else! It's not his bloody business whether there is anyone else or not." She looked down at her hands, which were fiddling with the bottle half full of beer.

"Is there… someone else?" Lorraine stuttered, her words barely audible. Nikki's head shot up. "Well… I don't know. There's this one person I like. And she's amazing, I would kiss her right now if I could, but I don't think she would want me to." She shook her head a fraction. Lorraine placed her hand over Nikki's, caressing it lightly with her thumb, before leaning forwards and allowing her lips to lock with Nikki's. Their tongues entwined for the second time that day. Nikki deepened the kiss, her hands cupped around Lorraine's cheeks. At that moment she didn't care who saw, she didn't even care if Tom had walked in the pub, because she now knew exactly how Lorraine felt about her. Lorraine wasn't the best person to deal with emotion, it made her panic, shut down. She just couldn't put it into words. But when she was with Nikki, everything felt perfect. She felt like she didn't need to explain her emotions, because Nikki already knew exactly how she was feeling. They broke apart, smiling. "Actually… on second thoughts… I don't think she would mind so much." Nikki smirked seductively as she watched Lorraine laugh.

After making a rational decision to go back to Lorraine's for the night, the two women got in a taxi and sped off across Greenock, exchanging kisses and lustful looks on their way.

A/N: I know I haven't updated in quite a while, and I am very sorry about that! I've had a lot of exams and I've also been working harder on my videos. Also, this chapter is the last chapter, as I feel like this story is going no-where, and this seems like a good chapter to finish it on. :)

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