This is a bit of a filler, took me a bit to get this one out. I'm dying to get to a few parts that I have planned for this story but I don't want to rush it. As always thank you for the reviews/favorites/ follows your guys are absolutely wonderful and make my day when I see them. Enjoy!

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Chapter 11

Naomi's POV

"Naomi dear is that you?"I hear my mother calling from the kitchen as I close the front door.

"Yeah mom." I walk into the kitchen and see my mum cooking something at the stove, general chaos surrounding her as it always does when she cooks. Don't get me wrong she's a great cook but she makes a mess while doing so. "Didn't think you'd be up yet."

"Keiran found the bottle of whiskey that I stashed away from him last night and he's snoring like a ogre. Long night for you then dear?"

"Yeah a bit, but I couldn't sleep either. Maybe I heard Keiran snoring as well." She looks at me knowing perfectly well that I'm lying, thankfully she has the sense to let it slide today.

"Pity, I so hoped you had pulled. Maybe allowed someone to take the stick out of your ass. Someone whose names rhymes with Semily." Winking at me before she puts the freshly made pancakes onto a plate.

"The last thing that I need right now is to talk about my sex life with you."

"Well Naomi, you would have to have a sex life in order for us to talk about it."

"MUM!"

"I'm just saying. Being the slayer can't take up all of your time. You need to do some things for youself now and then or your going to go crazy."

"I know mum, Effy and I have talked about this a million times. I get it... and I'm going to try."

My mother drops the pan she's holding, turning around quickly to look at me . "Holy shit, did my daughter just agree with me on something?! You must have a fever dear."

"I'm perfectly healthy."

"Well than there is only one other explanation. I want to meet this mysterious Emily. She's obviously already gotten to you" I groan, the idea of Emily and my mother meeting is the last thing that I want to happen at this point. For chrissakes we're not even together yet. Yet.

"For that to happen Naomi would have to take her head out of her ass." Effy, floating into the room silently as always.

"What is up with you two and your obsession with my ass lately!?"

"What can we say Naoms, it's a good ass." Effy cheekily smirks at me.

"Whatever you say Elizabeth. And for your information, my head is well and truly out of my ass... since this morning at least."

"So that's where you went then dear? I had a feeling."

"How would you possibly have a feeling about that?!"

"Well it's the day time, so surely you weren't out patrolling, secondly I heard you come home last night so it wasn't that you were still out, and thirdly all of your usual gear that you use to train is here in the closet still. Where else would you possibly be but with Emily."

"How do you even know about Emily mother...?"

She laughs at me throwing her head back. "Please Naomi, you think that Effy and I don't talk?! Of course she told me about Emily, she's the first person you've liked since... well a very long time."

"So tell me then about this whole head out of ass thing." Effy says, quickly stopping me from blowing up at my mother.

"It's nothing really, we just had a bit of breakfast and I think I asked her out on a date. Like it matters anyways with that bitch Anne still hanging around."

"You know Naoms, for someone so smart you are incredibly stupid." Effy says, exasperated and almost throwing her head into her hands.

"What do mean?"

"She's only with Anne to make you jealous! It's a classic move really. And from that kiss that you guys shared the other night is anything to go by, it fucking worked." Shit, she saw that, I guess she wasn't far enough away, though knowing Eff she could have been across the country and still known about it.

"Really? You think so?"

"Fucking hell Naomi, YES! She doesn't like Anne, she likes you, you idiot." She slaps me playfully across my arm, thankfully not the one that was hurt last night when I did a quick patrol, though it is healing up quickly. And Emily knew I was lying about... again.

"She likes you, so don't fuck it up yeah? Plus Katie would kill me if Emily got hurt again because of you. An angry Fitch woman is nothing to mess with."

"She did seem the type to get a bit angry dear." My mom pipes up near the stove.

"When did you meet Katie, mum?"

"Well unlike some people in this house, Effy brought her over the other night. She's a firecracker that one."

I chuckle, "I think firecracker might be putting it mildly. So then are you two official? Girlfriend and girlfriend?" Trying to get the conversation away from me and onto Effy.

"Yes, we're official." She answers reluctantly and I can see a twinkle in her eye, I smile because my best friend is happy. I'm distracted though by the beeping of my phone, New Message. I open it up to find a text from Emily :

My parents are going away for the weekend. Katie and I decided a barbecue was in order. We're thinking around 5? :)

Ask Cook for me? I don't have his number.

"Fancy a barbecue Eff?"

"I'm always up for a party." She smiles at me. I decide it's probably best that I ring Cook now before I forget.

"Blondie! The fuck you doing ringing me this early!

"Shut it ya wanker, it's nearly 11, you'll live."

"Cookie need his beauty sleep. What'ya need babes? You obviously called for a reason?"

"Barbecue at the Fitch's at around 5. Their parents are away."

"Well fuck me that's all you had to say then innit?" I laugh at him.

"See you later then."

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About six hours and four outfit changes later, Effy and I are on our way to the Fitch house and I find myself completely at utterly nervous. The last time I was with Emily Anne showed up, granted that was only a few hours ago but it felt like a lifetime. For fucks sake Naomi, you can't go a few hours without the girl now!?

"Would you stop fidgeting. You're making me fucking antsy."

"Sorry Eff, didn't realize I was doing that."

"How many times do I have to tell you this. Naomi doesn't fancy Anne she fancies you, for some reason that is clearly beyond me."

"I want to believe that but I can't get rid of this small part in my brain that says otherwise. I mean, if she likes me so much, like you believe, then how come she didn't just tell me?" Effy scoffs at me and rolls her eyes.

"Yeah like you told her about your feelings? Christ Naoms, you had her, she was willing to give herself to you and you pushed her away... into Anne's arms for that matter. So it's up to you, you need to fix this."

We make our way up to the front door of their house and ring the doorbell."When did you get so bloody wise."

"I have to be with you around." As Effy's saying this, Katie opens the door and mumbles a weak hello to me, never taking her eyes off Effy. I can see that this is going to get physical, and quick, so I make a bee line past them, deciding to give them some privacy. I love that my best friend is happy but I can't help but feel a little jealous.

"Nauseating isn't it?" The voice of my favorite redhead ringing around my ears.

"Sorry?" I turn around to look at her and for a moment my breath is caught in my throat. She isn't wearing anything to flashy or showy but she looks absolutely amazing. She's in a simple pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a sweatshirt that is two sizes to big and yet she looks absolutely beautiful.

"Katie and Effy, I mean. They're always like this when they haven't seen each other in a while." We make our way outside into the backyard where all of the alcohol and various barbecue necessities are.

"They saw each other last night! I never would have thought that they would actually get together, your sister seems like the last person to be buffing the beaver." She throws her head back and laughs out loud.

"Buffing the beaver? That's a new one." She continues to chuckle at me. "But yeah I know what you mean, I didn't think it would happen either but... just look at them, they work together." We both look into the glass door and down the hall and see the couple in a tight embrace, neither of them looking like they are going to let go any time soon.

"When two people have a connection like that, it'd be an awful shame for it to go to waste." She looks at me while she says this, making it clear that she isn't talking about Katie and Effy any longer.

"Listen Ems about what I said today... would you maybe want to-" I was interrupted but the sound of Cook boisterous laugh and I would kill him if I didn't love him so much. Fucking Cook and his abilities to ruin a perfectly good moment. Speaking of the devil, he blows through the door in a way that only Cook can accomplish and pulls Emily into a bone crushing hug, swinging her around, I hear her giggling and arguing for him to put her down. As much as everyone likes to complain and demand to be put down in the middle of a Cook hug, we all secretly love them and Cook knows it.

"Blondie babe! Don't try to sneak away, its your turn now!" He picks me up and squeezes me tight. I giggle and smack him on the arm.

"Put me down tosser." He puts me down and I give him a quick kiss on his cheek, it's one of the only forms of affection I will do to anyone or for that matter do in public and I know Cook appreciates it. Being around Cook and Emily already making my mood a thousand times better than I was before I got here, though it is quickly wiped away when I see who comes through the door next.

"What the sodding hell are they doing here?!" I whisper rather loudly to Cook, talking about the pair that just walked in.

"I couldn't get fucking rid of them! I was at Keith's earlier and Jamie showed up and the fucker called Anne. I've been tryin' to dodge them for hours!"

I grab a beer from the cooler, open it up and quickly chug it down. It's going to be a long night.

"Naomi! Hi! How are you?" Jamie asks me after giving a quick hug to Emily, which he ended quickly after he saw Cook glare at him. Good.

"I'm good Jamie, how are you?"

"Good, Good! I missed you guys, haven't hung out in a while yeah?"

"Yeah Jame, we've all been a bit busy." I look over at Emily who is talking to Anne and Cook, all of them having snuck away from Jamie. He's a nice kid and all but he's just so bland and boring...and now I'm stuck with him and his little school girl crush all night.

"I-I was thinking... maybe me and you can hang out one night? Get some food or a movie or something like that."

"Listen Jamie, you're great person and all but I'm gay, like as gay as you could possibly be."

"Wh-What? Since when?!" I hold back a snare, not wanting to totally crush this poor kid but it's time to let him down.

"Since forever Jame. Sorry but it's not a goer. Drink?" He nods and I had him a beer, grabbing myself another one knowing that I'm going to need it.

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The night progresses with all of us getting more and more drunk, switching over to hard liquor which I know I'm going to regret after drinking beer first. Beer before liquor never been sicker, liquor before beer, you're in the clear. These things aren't passing through my head though when a small and petite redhead is dancing with me to the new Icona Pop song... I don't care, I love. As the night goes on, I've noticed that Anne and Emily are having almost no interaction with each other. Odd. I can't be bothered to much with this right now though because Emily has just pushed her back into my front and I feel fire run through me. I intake a breath rather quickly and loudly if Emily's chuckle is anything to go by. She continues to move with me to the music, her beautiful little butt rubbing into my front and it takes every ounce of control for me to not ravish her right her. Feeling a bit confident from the alcohol, I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. She rests her head on my shoulder and it gives me the most beautiful look at her neck. I can't take it. It's to much for me to resist and I find my lips quickly touching her neck. Her breathing becoming raged and quick, her hand finding the back of my neck, pulling my head closer. I kiss her neck softly, where her neck meets her shoulder and slowly work my way up. Teasing her the entire way, scratching her sides where my hands lay. I find a spot behind her ear that makes her shudder, taking a mental note for later. This is what I want, forever. She's a drug to me and now that I've tasted it I'll be an addict for life. Unfortunately for me, my high was cut short and I felt myself be pulled away from my drug.

"What the fu-" I can't finish my sentence because I feel a fist connect with my nose, blood rushing out after the contact.

"What the fuck Anne! You fucking hit her!" I hear Emily scream. I open my eyes to see a fiery redhead yelling at Anne. I feel Cook's hand on my shoulder, holding me back from attacking Anne with everything that I've got.

"Are you kidding me Emily! She was all over you! I couldn't allow that."

"You couldn't allow that, YOU COULDN'T ALLOW THAT?! One, you don't have the power to 'allow' me to do anything, EVER. Two, we were both all over each other. And last but certainly not least, WE. ARE. NOT. TOGETHER. I BROKE UP WITH YOU THIS MORNING! GET IT INTO YOUR FUCKING HEAD." I would not want to be on the receiving end of that anger.

"Yeah you did break up with me and the was the stupidest mistake of your life. You're nothing but a fucking whore, who takes the pleasure out of destroying people. I can't believe I even considered dating a slut like you." I see red. NO ONE talks to Emily like that. I feel Cook grab onto my shoulder even stronger, probably even Effy around my waist as well but its for naught. All I can see is Anne and I need to fucking hit her. Before I know it I'm right in front of her, I pull my arm back gearing up for a good hit and all of the sudden and feel a small but warm hand on my forearm and another around my waist. It's enough to pull me out of my haze for a bit.

"Naomi, stop, she's not worth it babe." Emily whispers into my ear. Walking in front of me, never breaking contact with me, she moves her hands up to cup my face. In the corner of the my eye I can see Anne storm out, the rest of the gang following. She looks deep into my eyes, obviously seeing the rage and anger in them. I'm still stuck in my red fog, she's only punctured it for a bit.

"Naoms. Come back to me. Come back." I start to soften, feeling the warmth from her eyes and hands, clawing my way back to the real world. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, ashamed that Emily has seen me like this.

"Hey" She puts a hand underneath my chin and forces me to look at her. "It's okay Naomi. It's okay, there's no need to be ashamed. I would have done the same thing if someone talked to you that way. Naoms, it's fine. You can't be perfect all the time... no matter how hard you try." At this I laugh, which I'm suspecting was her intention. I look back into her eyes fully and feel the mood change once again.

"You broke up with her?" I can see that she was a bit taken back by my question, obviously not expecting me to say that.

"Yeah, this morning after breakfast. It's why I saw her today."

"Did... was..." I bite my lip, chickening out at the last minute.

"Just say it Naomi."

"Did I have anything to do with that?" I look down, afraid by what I would see in her face.

I feel her lips on mine, soft and persistent. It takes me a few moments to reciprocate, pure shock running through my system, but I soon do. It is nothing like our first kiss, full of hesitation or our second kiss which was full of passion and desire. This kiss was soft, full of feeling, saying the things that we haven''t told each other yet. She gently nips at my bottom lip and I groan, becoming incredibly turned on by the simple gesture. Emily and I pull away from each other, not wanting it to go any further yet, we still had a lot to talk about.

"So that's a yes then?" I ask cheekily, she gives me a playful smack on the arm in response.

"Let's get you cleaned up. If I'm going to be kissing you again tonight I'd rather not have blood involved."

"Why Ems? I thought you liked the fact that I was into kinky things?" Referring to how we first met and our ensuing BDSM joke that we liked to throw back and forth at each other.

"Cheeky, but no." She lets go of me fully and turns to the door, opening and walking halfway through it. "You know if I'm honest, you are really sexy when you're mad. Maybe we should leave the blood for a bit, it might stop me from jumping you." She winks at me and walks inside.

Fuck, She's going to be the death of me.

I know it was a bit of a rough one but hang on I promise it gets better. Drop a review and let me know what you think? ;)

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