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Chapter Three:

I stood outside the club for a good twenty minutes. My legs shaking like jelly at my nerves. Yes I know the almighty Emily Fitch is nervous. Normally I'm not, I walk into a room and (not to sound big headed) literally the party gets going. After thinking about this over in my head, the only conclusion I've thought of for a reason for my nerves was none other than one Naomi Campbell. No not the model, the peroxide blonde with ice blue eyes and long shapely legs who took my breath away. I know weird; no one had ever made me feel this way...ever. I patted my denim shorts pocket to see if I still had the pills with me, straightened my blue tank top, wiped my sweaty hands on my tights took a deep breath and walked towards the bouncers.

"Emily! Nice to see you again" called Stan. He beamed at me; his brown hair had been pulled back with a ridiculous amount of hair gel.

"Hey Stan" I said smiling back. Stan eyed me up and down, hunger flashing in his moss green eyes.

"Stan, close your mouth before you get slobber over my shoes" I teased him. He blinked a few times and smiled sheepishly at me.

"Sorry Emily. You just look... wow"

"Thanks, as do you" He beamed at me again before shuffling nervously on his feet .

"Emily, listen I was wondering if maybe sometime...you'd like to get a drink or something to eat with um.. Me?" He asked nervously. I smiled at his shyness

"Sorry Stan but I still play for the other team" I turned round to the sound of someone choking on their spit. A girl with wavy brown hair and hazel eyes stared at me embarrassed. I looked at her up and down. She wore a short black cocktail dress which left little for the imagination and high stiletto heels. Hmm... Not bad. I winked at her before turning back to Stan. A small frown was placed on his lips.

"But, if I ever convert back, you'd be the first guy I'd go for" I assured him. He grinned at me again.

"Thanks. Well, go on through then, we wouldn't want a lovely lady like you to be out here all night". I smiled at him before walking into the club. A heat wave hit me like a football smacked me in the face. The music pumped through my ear and colours flashed across my eyes. I spotted Cook's bouncing form on the dance floor. I danced my way past everyone until I finally reached Cook. I placed my hands on his waist and rested my chin on his shoulder

"Having fun Cookie?" I asked seductively in his ear. Cook spun round and grinned at me

"Emily! Now we can get this party started!" he bellowed. He placed his arm around my shoulders and guided me over to one of the booths.

"Finally! You've been fucking ages" Katie exclaimed. I smiled sweetly at her

"Sorry Katiekins got held up again". Katie scowled at me for using my pet name for her.

"Emsy you're here! Great now we'll definitely have a whizzer time won't we Eff?" Panda shouted. I chuckled at her excitement. Panda seems to be high all the time. Effy sat next to her, looking at me intently.

"Yeah, we will" she said in her normal monotone voice. I looked round the booth, JJ smiled at me with a glass of mango juice in front of him, my eyes fell on Naomi. She was eyeing me up and down. When she saw me catching her in the act, her cheeks turned red and she shifted uncomfortably.

"Last time we all went out together, Ems had these wicked pills. Made us go wicked crazy, I'm telling you Naomi, Emily here will make you go bonkers with what's in her pocket" Panda said directly to Naomi. We all (with the exception of Katie) started laughing at what Panda had just said.

"You bet she does Panda" Cook manages through his bellowing laughter wiggling his eyebrows. Panda smiled brightly not realising why we are laughing. I chuckled and slid into the booth next to Effy

"Do you think she knows she sounds filthy half the time?" Katie asked Effy. A tiny smirk showed on her face

"Sometimes I wonder" Effy replied. I looked over at Naomi, who suddenly found the table very interesting. She glanced my way; I winked at her and licked my lips slowly.

"I think we all need some drinks" Naomi said whilst sliding out of the booth. Cook looked over at me, smiled and wiggled his eyebrows before darting off after Naomi. I turned my attention to what JJ started babbling about, half heartedly listening as I kept glancing over at the bar. Cook was leaning up against the counter casually, trying to chat up Naomi.

"I think I'm gonna help them bring the drinks over" I said interrupting JJ. They all nodded, except for Effy who had her all knowing smirked plastered on her face. I swear that girl must have no other expression. I got up as I heard JJ ask Effy where Freddie was. I walked over to the bar and placed my hand on Naomi's shoulder making her shiver. I smirked slightly.

"Cook, leave the poor girl alone." I said smiling at him.

"Nah, Naomi doesn't mind do you? Plus I can make her feel right" He said winking at her and thrusting his hips

Naomi scoffed "You couldn't make me feel right if you stapled your tongue to my clit and stood on a cement mixer". I laughed loudly at the way Cook's cocky expression almost faltered...almost. His eyes sparkled with humour as he bellowed out a huge laugh

"That's a good one blondie. I like you already" Cook turned his attention to me "Got the 'shit load of pills' you promised me?" He asked. I dug my hand into my pocket and brought out a clear bag holding many pills. Cook grinned "Fucking hell Emilio man" He snatched the bag out of my hands. He placed a pill in his mouth, grabbed the back of my neck and pressed our lips together; my tongue slid into his mouth and took the pill. When we broke apart, Cook wiggled his eyebrows and popped a pill into his own mouth and swallwoing, he handed me back the bag "Oi Big man! Give us some fucking TEQUILLA!" he shouted at the bartender. The barman rolled his eyes and poured a few shots and handed them to Cook.

He grabbed them and handed me and Naomi one each. He winked at me then downed back his shot, I followed closely by and cringing when I felt the liquid burn the back of my throat.

"That's some good shit" Cook said banging the shot glass back on the table. He ordered a couple more and headed back towards the booth. "LET'S GO FUCKING MENTAL!" Cook shouted over the music. I chuckled and followed after him. Naomi wasn't far behind me. I placed a pill in my mouth and turned to Effy raising my eyebrow. She smirked, reached up and crushed our lips together, taking the pill out of my mouth and into her own. I placed another in mine again and this time turned to Naomi. A playful smile spread across my lips. Naomi breathed deeply then pushed her lips to mine. She opened up her mouth, giving my tongue access. I passed her the pill. She went to pull away but I pressed my lips to mine for longer, letting my tongue massage her own before pulling away. She looked a bit taken back by what had happened. I winked at her and passed a pill to Katie.

"What? No kiss for me?" Katie asked mockingly. Jesus Christ why is she being so bitchy with me?

"Katie you may be into the idea of inset, but some of us aren't that sick" I retorted before sliding into the booth again. I noticed that Freddie had joined us and offered him a pill.

"No thanks Emily. I have an important meeting tomorrow" He said declining. I smiled at him, Freddie and Effy both own the company, but Freddie normally goes for the business meetings as Effy doesn't really say anything.

"Okay" I stuffed the bag back into my pocket. Cook slammed a whole tray of tequila shots in front of us.

"Time for TEQQUUIIIILLLAA" He shouted. I laughed and handed the shots round to everyone. Cook slid into the seat next to me. We all downed the shot in unison. Cook howled which was followed by JJ and a half hearted howl from Freddie. Cook belched out a burp.

"Fuck sake Cook, can't you be disgusting somewhere else?" Katie asked bitterly.

"Nah you'd miss me too much Katiekins" he said winking at her.

"Tosser" Katie mumbled. I looked over at the bar and spotted the same girl from outside staring at me. When she saw she had been caught, she winked and motioned for me to come over. Cook spotted our little interaction and stared at me wide eyed.

"What you waiting for Red?" He asked me pushing me out of the booth and giving my bum a slap. I hit his arm playfully and walked over to her.

"Like what cha see" I whispered in her ear.

She smiled into her drink "Mmm... Maybe"

I moved my mouth close to her ear "Maybe I can help you change your mind then" I whispered then nibbled on her ear lobe. A moan escaped her lips as I kissed down her neck. She grabbed hold of my hand and dragged me towards the toilets. She pushed me into the nearest cubicle and shut the door behind her. Once she turned around she crashed her lips to mine. I grabbed her legs and hoisted them onto my hips, pushing her back up against the door. I ran my tongue along her bottom lip wanting access which she granted. I moved my hand further up her leg, stopping at where her dress ends. I kissed down her neck and onto her collar bone. He hands ran through my hair pushing me closer to her. As my hand travels further up her dress, I actually think about what's happening. These lips aren't right. Her hands aren't gentle enough, her skin isn't pale enough. She isn't Naomi. Something is wrong with me, I haven't even fucked Naomi and yet I wish it was her hands touching me, I wish it was her legs wrapped around my waist. I come out of my haze when I hear the girl's breath hitch as I cup her. Fuck me she's wet. I just want to get this over and done with so I waste no time in thrusting two fingers inside of her, quickening my pace. High pitch noises escape her lips as she gets closer to her climax. Her walls tighten around me and a flood covers my fingers as she digs her nails into my back. I take out my fingers and let her down; I lick of her juices and smile at her.

"Fuck me you're good" she said breathlessly. I shrugged and opened the door.

"I guess I'll see you later" she said hopefully. Like fuck you will.

"Yeah sure"

I smile at her as she leaves. I walk out after her. I freeze momentarily when I spot Naomi leaning on the sink looking in the mirror. Her eyes fall on me, they're all puffy and red. Shit she's been crying, what the fuck do I do? I smirk at her, hiding the fact that seeing her like that is actually breaking my heart. What the actual fuck? She spins round

"Emily" She looks at the door where...fuck...what's her name again? Oh well not like I'd see her again. Then at the stall we probably just came out off. I walk closer to her, she takes a step back. I look at her curiously

"Emily, what are you doing in here?" she asks. I smile and walk towards the sink and start washing my hands (Fingers)

"What does it look like? We are in a bathroom" I answered plainly.

Her eyes go hard and she crosses her arms "Really? From what I just saw and heard it didn't seem like what you would normally do...In a bathroom" she exaggerated the 'and'. This makes me angry, acting all fucking mother like to me.

"Why the fuck do you care?" I ask sternly crossing my arms imitating her stance. She stares at me up and down, I have to say, even though I am wearing clothing, I feel rather exposed under her stare.

"Maybe some of us wouldn't have liked to hear things like that" She says nodding to the cubicle. I walk so I'm standing directly in front of her, my blood boiling from anger and how close we are standing.

"Who gives you do fucking right to tell me the things I can and can't fucking do? What makes you so special that I should listen to you? Why do you think you can have a say in my life?" I asked, practically shouting at her. She cringes at the tone of my voice.

"Could you not stand so close please? I don't want any lezzer germs" Her eyes flash with regret as the words fall from her mouth. Okay, now that has just pissed me off now. I laugh in her face

"Lezzer germs? Fuck me you sound just like Katie. It's funny how all you straight girls think that every lesbian just wants to fuck your brains out. Let me tell you this hun, you're not all that great and the first thing I thought when I first met you was not 'I want to fuck that girl' I do hope that you take your fucking head out of your fucking arse long enough to realise that you aren't as great as you fucking think you are"

With that I storm out of the bathroom, collect my stuff and walk out of the club as fast as I could.

You're lucky Naomi Campbell. Lucky indeed.

Why is she lucky Emily? Hahah well of course I know ;). Please review , really helps me in making the next chapter. PLUS I'm a bit stumped on what should happen in chapter four, so ANY Ideas are welcomed with open arms :D

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