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Emily:

Oh holy wankshite. My head. Ouch. I was not planning to start Uni with quite such a band – literally. It felt like someone was playing a very loud drum solo in my head. Then again, I think my brain was frying trying to remember the finer details of last night. I had a half hazy idea, involving me telling Naomi I'm gay. Which fucks everything up, I don't just tell people things like that. I'm not that kind of person.

Oh shit, I left. Without leaving a note. She'll think I'm some sort of lesbian women eating slut.

But then again, if she knows I'm gay, I can't let her get to me. She cant be the one to fuck me over, again. I made myself a promise, never again. A new start. Christ, why did I drink last night? She was wasted, and so was I. but I can remember vividly that flash of regret in her eyes as she kissed me.

Kissed me. With those perfect lips touching mine. And her beautiful blue eyes shining into mine. That feeling that I couldn't ignore.

Concentrate.

I left early this morning. Naomi wasn't beside me when I woke up. I took that as a sign to go. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe she'd nipped to the toilet, we did drink a lot? Maybe she had gone to buy some food? Maybe….

Now I'm sitting here wondering if leaving was the right thing to do. What if she is just scared as I was? She must have felt it too.

No, don't be ridiculous. You were drunk; it didn't mean anything more than that. The chances of the first girl I bumped into being a) gay and b) interested in me are completely minimal. You can't let it get to you.

Love fucks you up.

Love? Christ, what had she done to me?

Stop thinking, act. If she wants you, she'll find you right.

I've never been the strong one, never the one to be chased. Always the chaser.

Accept it Ems – she's beautiful. Take each moment as it comes. Trust.

I hear JJ's mental voice in my head, my absent conscience.

"Shes not like the others, Em. Not everyone is out to hurt you"

DO SOMETHING

I need to sort out any awkwardness, I remember last night she told me what she was studying – English and Politics

The same as me.

Emily Fitch, you never do things the easy way

I need to talk to her – but I look like death warmed up. Appearances count, yeah? – that's all I ever learnt from Katie.

I grab some paper, to write a note, my brain finally warming up.

Intelligence in there somewhere.

Naomi, Sorry I left so early this morning, my room was unlocked and I panicked!

Maybe Hopefully See You later

Ems xx

Ps – 07070707070 – just in case –x

Right, before I regret it, I throw a big hoody over my head and scuttle towards Naomi's room. She's in there, the lights are reflecting into the dark corridor – I forget students don't get up before 2 (fuck, its 7am, an ungodly hour). There's an intoxicating smell of weed which is seeping towards me.

I quickly slip the not under the door, and hear a mans voice from the other side.

Maybe I was too late.

Don't regret what you've already done, fix it.