A/N: Sorry it's been a while since my last update; in all honesty I've been a bit preoccupied with watching ep 9 over and over! Wow it exceeded all my expectations! Now I will have to fill the ten month gap with reading/writing Naomily fic! This chapter is extra long and full of lots and lots of Naomily goodness! So here is chapter 6, R&R and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins.

'So anyway, I was talking to Pandora yesterday and she let slip that Freds and Cook aren't talking to each other…AT ALL.'

'Oh right. Do you think it has something to do with Effy then?' I ask Katie.

'Well duh!' she replies. Such a way with words that one. 'What else could it be about? But anyway…if that's the case then it means I can make a move on Freddie…'

I zone out, not really caring too much about Katie's plans on how to seduce Freddie. We are walking the last stretch to college, having had to catch the bus seeing as Danny can't take us anymore. Shame; his conversations about football and scoring girls were so interesting!

The crowd of students around us is getting larger the closer we get to college, and soon I find myself separated from my twin by a pack of Beauty Therapy students. They're like hyenas I swear-I never see one without at least two others attach to their hip! I'm being pushed and bumped into from all angles and it's really starting to piss me off. I look up to the top of the stairs, instantly feeling a wave of happiness wash over me as I see Naomi there waiting for me. She catches me looking and waves. I roll my eyes at her, indicating to the crowd around me, which causes her to giggle.

'Hey you.' She greets me as I arrive at the top of the stairs.

'Right back at you. You weren't waiting long were you?'

'Ooo, about half an hour?' Naomi cheekily replied, earning a slap to her shoulder.

'Come on Miss Campbell, let's get to assembly.'

'Can we go for a smoke first? Promise I'll be really quick!'

'Fine,' I say, rolling my eyes-it's the same every day. 'But if we get into trouble with the hag I'm blaming you.' Naomi agreed to my terms and linked arms with me, dragging me over to the car park.

We sit on the bottom steps of the bleachers and Naomi takes out her morning cigarette. She offers me one, but I refuse. We sit there in a content silence, watching the other students mill past. Naomi is almost finished with her cigarette when Kieran walks up to us.

'I'm not late am I?' He asks Naomi.

'No, this is hardly an appointment.'

'True. Hi Emily.' I nod my head at him in acknowledgment. Kieran's not that bad for a teacher, but it's a bit weird him coming over here to talk to us.

He goes back to talking to Naomi, lighting up his own cigarette in the process. They're discussing politics no doubt; I don't actually know because I'm so consumed with jealousy. I know it's irrational, he is just our teacher and Naomi is my best friend, but I can't help it. I've realised my feelings for Naomi are deeper than friendship, I enjoyed kissing her and I want to do it again. Many times. The thought has kept me awake late into the night for the past few weeks-I shouldn't have these feelings for my best friend, especially since she told me herself the kiss was a one off due to the MDMA.

'Well, girls, I've got to go. See you in assembly; make sure you don't miss it. You'll enjoy it.' Kieran says, flicking his cigarette onto the ground; before walking towards the main building.

'Enjoy what?' Naomi shouts after him. She receives no reply other than a wave of the hand. She huffs in annoyance and turns to me. 'You heard the man Ems; let's get going.'

We follow the path that Kieran has just walked and enter the small common room. Most of the year group is already there, I spy Katie over in one corner sitting next to a forlorn looking Freddie; Cook and JJ are sitting in the opposite corner, surrounded by Beauty Therapy students. Pandora and Effy are sat by the wall, two seats next to them free, so Naomi and I go join them. We each say our respective greetings and settle into a comfortable silence. Effy is staring off into the distance (in the direction of Freddie, surprise surprise) and Panda is sitting there with a lazy and content smile. Naomi seems to notice Effy's staring too.

'So what's going on there then?'

Panda perks up and is about to reply, but is instantly silenced by a look from her best friend.

'Nothing.' Effy replies coldly, standing up and going to sit with Cook. I watch her walk over, but then the lights go off. A few people scream (no doubt Katie included) and I scan the room to try to see what caused the loss of light. A voice booms out from the middle of the room, and Doug's face is illuminated as he starts talking about some kind of voting thing. I have no idea what he is going on about, though I rarely do when it comes to him.

The dragon that is the College Director wastes no time in switching the lights back on and putting Doug in his place. She announces that the school needs a Student President, and that a vote is to be carried out to find the most suitable candidate. I know the perfect person, and she is sitting right next to me. I nudge Naomi to garner her attention.

'What?' she whispers.

'You could enter.' I reply. She throws me an incredulous look.

'No.' she turns her attention back to Panda.

'Why not?' I ask, standing up and waiting for her to follow suit. We walk out of the common room and head towards the study centre.

'I don't want to be involved in running this shit hole.' She finally answers. We enter a small computer room.

'But why-you're good at this kind of stuff-environmentalism, feminism, I-can't-shut-my-mouthism.'

'You make me sound great. Just great.' She snaps. She picks up a couple of folders before leaving the room.

'I don't get it, you're always talking about Politics, you would be great at it Nai.'

'Look Ems,' she rounds on me. 'You may be my best friend, but that does not mean that you know what's best for me, so just leave it-ok?'

I don't know how to reply to her little outburst, so keep my mouth shut, conveying my opinion with a scowl. My scowl deepens as Cook rounds the corner. He greets us in his usual arrogant way-I cannot stand the sight of him so I walk off, leaving Naomi to it. I hear her make a half-hearted attempt to call out to me, but I ignore it. I'm so pissed off right now. Why is Naomi being so thick? Can she not see that she would be perfect as Student President?

I know I'm not the most impartial when it comes to Naomi, but any fool can see that the job is made for her! A wave of guilt courses through me as I remember I left her alone with Cook. I should really go back and apologise to her. No, she can handle herself just fine and she should be the one to apologise to me. I stop dead in my tracks and walk back a few steps. I'm standing outside the classroom where students have to register to become candidates for the election. Doug is sitting at the desk; no one else is in the room. It wouldn't hurt to get a form for her would it? I mean she can't get mad at me for picking up a form.

'Hi Doug. Could I have a registration form please?' He looks up at me surprised.

'You want to enter Emily? I didn't have you down as the type.'

'No! I mean, no it's not for me…it's for a friend, she's just shy, y'know, not sure if she wants to enter.' Doug looks at me shrewdly; I can tell he doesn't believe me.

'Ok then. If you say so. Just give your "friend" this form and "she" can hand it in tomorrow.' I grab the form from his outstretched hand and leg it.

*

I could hear Naomi coming up the stairs to her room. I straighten my posture and wait for her in quiet anticipation. She barges through the door, mumbling to herself about privacy before stopping short, noticing my presence. She looks shocked.

'Hi,' she says uncertainly. 'How did you get in?'

'Some weird guy let me in. Looks a bit like Jesus?'

'Yeah, it's like a Christ themed guess who in this place,' she snorts. 'What are you doing here?'

'I came to give you this.' I reply, laying the form on her bed.

'Ditto.' Naomi reveals her own copy of the form.

'Great, I'll help you fill it out then.'

'Erm, right…look, I'm sorry that I snapped at you earlier. It's just…it's just, I'm not used to someone caring for me, y'know?'

'That's alright. You know I do care about you and I, I…' I fumble my words, not sure of what to say to the girl who I hold so much affection for.

'I know.' She reaches under her bed and pulls out a half drunk bottle of vodka. 'I reckon this might help with the form filling-don't you?' We both giggle, and sit down, resting our heads against the foot of her bed.

A couple of hours later we are lying on her bedroom floor, the election form long forgotten.

'I can see it now in big lights; Naomi-get to know me!'

'Well, I thought it was quite catchy!'

'Yeah, so is AIDS!' We laugh and I take another swig of vodka. There is hardly any left and I can hardly feel the burn from the liquid trickling down my throat.

'Do you really think I can do it?' Naomi asks me, her voice so innocent and naive. She sits up and looks down at me.

'I think you can do anything.' I answer sincerely.

'Really?' I turn onto my front so my face is in line with hers.

'Yeah.' I whisper back. I can't stop myself from looking at her lips, which are only inches away from my own. I take another swig of vodka, trying to pry my attention away from my best friend's luscious lips. It doesn't work. Nai bites her lip, a sign which tells me that she is nervous or worried about something.

'So,' she begins. 'Can I kiss you?'

'I…yes.' I nod lamely, in a daze.

Her face slowly draws closer to mine and her lips are on mine. Naomi's lips are soft to the touch and they move lazily against mine. We continue to kiss as we sit up, bringing our bodies closer together. She threads her hand into my hair and pushes her lips harder against mine. I moan at the contact and grip onto her arm to steady myself. My hand begins rubbing up and down her arm as our lips continue to mesh together. I lick at her bottom lip, begging for entrance which she quickly gives me. Our tongues battle against each other and I can feel myself getting more and more light-headed. This is bliss; I don't want this feeling to ever end. Just as that thought runs through my head, Naomi pulls back. We are both panting slightly and Naomi has a glossed over look on her face, which I am probably mirroring.

'Wow.'

'Yeah, wow.'

*

I open my eyes to find myself in a strange room. I sit up slowly and wipe my eyes, the room gradually coming into focus. Memories of last night invade my mind and I can't help but smile. I remember now, Naomi and I fell asleep after a lot of kissing and a lot of alcohol consumption. Naomi is still asleep next to me, snoring lightly, vodka bottle clutched to her chest. She has a cute frown across her face as she turns over in her sleep. She is now facing towards me and her adorable face is too much to resist. I swoop down and place a chaste kiss on her lips. In her sleeping state the kiss still registers and she leans into the touch. I pull back, propping myself on my elbows watching Naomi slowly stir from her deep slumber.

'Huh…mmmm good morning Ems.' Naomi greeted me sleepily before yawning. 'How long have you been awake?'

'Not long. Looks like you slept well.'

'Mmmm, yeah, best sleep in ages. How about you?'

'Well, apart from the snoring…'

'I don't snore!' Naomi gasped, slapping my arm. She threw the vodka bottle to the end of her bed and got up. I watched her as she moved across the room, picking up a pair of shorts from the floor before slipping them on to go with the t-shirt she was already wearing. She rummages through her top drawer and throws me another pair of shorts. I slip them on and stand by Naomi's bedroom door, unsure of what to say or do. Naomi notices my awkwardness as she strides over to be and takes my hand in hers.

'Do you want some breakfast? I'm sure there is something that we can grab before the hippies wake up.'

'Ok.' I nod my head, giving a small smile.

We make our way downstairs, our hands still clasped together. The kitchen is empty save for the Jesus look-alike and a blonde woman. Both smile at us upon our entry, the woman letting her gaze linger on our entwined hands. Naomi notices this and drops my hand. She uses her now free hand to indicate between the blonde haired woman and me.

'Mum, this is Emily; Emily this is my mum, Gina.' The introductions are rushed and rather awkward. I know I'm blushing; it's not the most ideal way to meet your girlfriend's mum. Girlfriend. Is that what we are now? Girlfriends? Naomi indicates for me to sit down, which I do with an embarrassed smile. Naomi set an orange juice down in front of me and I take a sip, just so then my hands have something to do instead of tapping against my knee every five seconds.

'So did you sleep well girls?' Gina asked, looking between her daughter and myself.

'Yeah fine thanks.' I reply. Naomi ignores her mother's question as she takes out two bowls, pouring cereal followed by milk into both.

'You coming Ems?' Naomi holds up the two bowls and indicates upstairs. I get up and follow Naomi out of the room, not before turning back and telling Gina that it was nice to meet her.

*

'Excuse me! Could I have everyone's attention please? Excuse me!' Naomi shouts out to the rest of the students in the common room as she climbs up onto the desk. She passes me her bag (which by the way weighs a tonne-what the fuck does she keep in this thing?) and I throw her a reassuring smile. 'If you elect me as your Student President, I promise that your voices will be heard…' Naomi's speech is interrupted by the noisy arrival of Cook.

'Apples! Get your apples!' he shouts, whilst throwing apples at random students.

'You're such a joke!' Naomi shouts, her voice brimming over with emotion. 'This is what you've got to choose between; a president that cares or someone who is just joking about!'

'Caring is overrated-we just want to party!' Cook begins, but I've had enough of his stupid, arrogant attitude…

'Cook! Could you do us a favour and go be a cunt over there?!' This earns a collective gasp from the crowd and a groan from Naomi.

'Aww, how sweet; getting your girlfriend to stand up for you!'

'No! She's not my girlfriend!' What? Oh God, I think I'm about to cry. Keep it together Ems, don't break down now, she didn't mean it, come on…

'So Naomi, nobody cares about shit. Do you want to know my slogan? I'm Cook and caring is overrated. Vote for me.' The room starts chanting Cook's name and Naomi slumps down from the table, looking defeated. She takes her bag from me and walks out of the room. I chase after her.

'Naomi wait. Naomi…'

'Just leave me alone!' She shouts, tears already in her eyes. She runs off down the corridor, leaving me there stunned. I run off myself, back home, not caring to hold back the tears as my heart breaks.

*

'Wow. Lovely. It's lovely.' Naomi whispers, a shy smile gracing her features.

'Yeah, it's my favourite place; I come here all the time.'

We are looking out at a lake deep within the woods about a half an hour cycle from my house. I discovered this place the first time I had a massive argument with Katie, and I've frequently come here ever since whenever I've needed time to myself. Naomi is here with me now, having rung me up earlier asking to meet me. I picked her up from her house, where she apologised to me profusely for shouting at me. No mention was made about her denying being my girlfriend. I walk to the other side of Naomi and set my bag down. I peel off my top and begin to take my skirt off.

'I didn't bring a swimsuit.'

'Neither did I.' I reply, stepping out of my skirt and shoes.

'What if somebody looks?'

'Honey, your body ain't that special.' Oh but it is, it really is.

'Alright, but don't look.' I agree, but I look anyway as soon as her back is turned. 'I said don't look!' Uh-oh, busted. She pushes me slightly, grinning despite herself. I push back and soon a shoving war is started. I end up losing my balance and fall into the lake. It's fucking freezing. I manage to splash Naomi before the cold gets too much and I pull myself up against the water's edge.

'Jesus Christ!' Naomi splashed into the water after me, shouting as many profanities as she could muster from chattering teeth.

*

'You alright Ems?' I roll up my spliff and trying to light it. Naomi waves her hand in front of my face.

'What?' I ask, finally managing to light the spliff.

'I said are you alright?' I take a toke before answering.

'The weather's pretty shit and the company is even worse.'

'Amen.'

'It's peaceful.' I say after a while. We are sitting on a blanket in the middle of the woods, wearing nothing but t-shirts and our underwear. It has turned dark and if it wasn't for the fire we would be frozen icicles. Speaking of the fire, I take a nearby twig and poke at the flames, rolling a couple of the logs about. I drop the twig and take hold of Naomi's hand. 'Do you want to do blowbacks?'

'I never got them. Why can't people just smoke the damn things straight?'

'It's fun!'

'Go on then. Disappoint me!'

We turn round to face each other; I relight the spliff before putting the lit end in my mouth. I bring Naomi's hands up to my face and lace my own behind her head, bringing her closer. Our eyes stay connected as we take the toke and as we pull back. I exhale and put the spliff back in the tin. Naomi is studying my face intently through hooded eyelids. She leans forward and kisses me softly. I return the kiss instantly, having missed the feel of her lips even if it has been less than a day since I touched them last. I can't help it, Naomi is my drug of choice and I am addicted.

I start to kiss down her neck and Naomi lets out a small moan at the contact. She grabs at my arm and I pull back slightly to see if she's alright. She gives me a look as if to say that I can continue, which I do. Soon our layers have been removed and we are in nothing but our underwear. I am straddled atop Naomi, my lips leaving hot kisses all over her neck and shoulders as my hands map out every curve of her body.

Her breathing is hot and heavy as I kiss my way down to her underwear. I place a deep kiss against her sex through her knickers, the damp of her arousal seeping through the flimsy material. The scent is intoxicating and it spurs me on to pull the restrictive clothing out of the way. I toss it to the side and don't hesitate to take a strong, swift lick of her glistening core. I continue my ministrations and it isn't long before Naomi's legs give way as she is overcome by her orgasm. I make my way back up and hold her as the waves of the orgasm hit her, kissing her now and then in between her moans. Once she has gained enough of her surroundings she turns to face me and places a sloppy kiss to my mouth.

*

'Ems, wake up…wake up sweetie.' I open my eyes to find Naomi looking down at me. I smile up at her, still basking in the wonder that was last night.

'Good morning-sleep well?' I ask with a smirk.

'Mmmm, yeah, I was so tired for some reason; something must have worn me out!' My girlfriend replies cheekily.

'That good was I?'

'Hmm, I guess you were alright, nothing to write home about…'

'Would you really want to write home about your sexual exploits?' We laugh.

'I guess not…your lucky this time Fitch, finding a loophole in my superiority!' We stand up and start to pack our belongings away.

'Dream on babe. You know I'm totally the top!'

'Excuse me?! Top?! I think you'll find I am the top!'

'It's alright, don't stress-somebody has to be the bottom, and you're a mighty fine one at that.' I say, locking my gaze firmly on her ass. This doesn't go unnoticed by Naomi and she raises an eyebrow at me.

'Eyes up here Fitch!' I redirect my gaze to her breasts. 'Perv.'

'You love it!'

'Yeah, yeah, let's get going otherwise we'll be late for college.'

We get on our bikes and make our way back to our respective homes, promising to meet each other at the front gates of college.

I get home and find that everyone is still asleep, so I tiptoe my way up to my room to grab a change of clothes before showering. When I re-enter my room, Katie is awake. She is sat on the edge of her bed, her arms folded across her chest in an aggressive manner.

'Why didn't you come home last night?'

'I was…out.' Having amazing hot sex with my girlfriend, who you hate.

'With who?'

'It doesn't matter.' Oh, but she matters so much.

'I had to lie to mum and dad for you-they were so worried-they almost called the police!'

'Yeah, well I'm fine, nothing to worry about.' My life couldn't get any better right now.

'Aren't you going to thank me? I totally covered your back last night.'

'Thanks Katie, I guess I owe you one.' Just like Naomi owes me one for the three times I made her cum last night.

'Too right bitch. So was he any good? Must have been if you stayed out all night.'

'What? I, I didn't…'

'Whatever, Ems, if you say so. As long as he wasn't a total mong like JJ!' Katie gets up from her bed, flouncing out of the room to go have a shower before the little fuck most commonly known as James wakes up. I finish getting ready for college and head downstairs, making breakfast for Katie and I. We eat our breakfast in a comfortable silence and are about to leave for college just as James and our parents surface from their rooms.

'Where were you last night Emily?' My mum asks worriedly.

'I was, I was…'

'She was at Effy's house helping her with a project, weren't you Ems.'

'Yeah, she didn't understand our English essay, so I stayed to help her.' I cotton on quickly. My mum buys the lie, as she always does. Katie and I are pros-we've had enough practice over the years.

'Ok then, but next time ring me if you're going to stay at a friend's house. This is two nights in a row now, its not like you Emily.'

'I'm sorry mum, I just forgot. I'll try to remember next time.' I make my way past my mum before the guilt starts to kick in. Katie is hot on my heels as we head off to college.

*

'And the winner is…Naomi.' A less than enthusiastic applause rings through the room as Naomi steps forward. 'Would you like to say a few words?'

'You know, your tits aren't that bad. A bit on the small side…' Naomi starts to walk up to the College Director, a smirk playing across her beautiful features. 'But no need to stuff your bra.' She pulls out a wad of papers from the Director's bra and starts to sift through them. 'Now, is it just me, or were these votes actually counted? Cook, Cook, Cook.' She tails off before turning to the entire year group. 'I didn't win, Cook's the new president.' She walks off to the side, giving Cook the chance to announce the official start of his reign with a riot.

Students start throwing chairs and any other object they can get a hold of around the room and I spy Naomi set the fire alarm off. Our eyes meet across the room and she smiles. I smile back and walk over to her, having to dodge out of the way of a few rioting students at the same time. I take her hand and lead her out of the mess that it being created around us; out of the college building and off to I don't know where, only caring that I'm with the girl of my dreams.