Hey guys, this is probably my longest chapter to date aren't you proud :D thanks so much for the reviews, they helped me in making my mind up with this chapter. I incorporated most of your ideas, but they were basically the same content-Angst. A lot of you wanted angst and angry sex...so... that may or may not be in this chapter ;) You'll just have to read on to find out

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How are you guys finding season six of Skins? I kind of like the rebel Frankie :P And who knew she had a figure and good pair of tits on her?

Without further or do, here is chapter 17

I anxiously pull at the top I'm wearing, fiddling with the loose piece of thread that hangs down at the bottom. I tug on it, trying to break it off, hopefully thinking that'll it will break me out of the nervous state I'm in.

I look up when a heavy arm drapes round my shoulder, the smell of cologne intoxicates my nose, I resist the erge to scrunch it up and show the owner a very forced smile.

They smile back and kiss my cheek "What are you worried about babe?"

I drum my fingers on the table and look up at him "Nothing" he raises a questioning eyebrow "Honestly Cook, I'm not nervous"

He bites his lip, looking me up and down worriedly. He sighs and rubs the back of his neck "You would tell me if there was something right?" he asks

I nod and smile, pressing a kiss to his lip. I can't help but compare them to rosy, soft lips that had only kissed me days before.

I guess you want to know what happened when Effy and I left the kitchen. Well, you can probably guess, but I need to tell you what lead up to it...

Two days earlier

Effy stands in front of them both, hands on her hips and tapping her foot against the wooden flooring. Her normally careless expression was replaced by a stern mother look. Effy would be a great mother if she ever decides to become one. At least she'll have practise with Cook and Emily.

Both of them were sitting on the settee, both wearing chastised expressions on their faces, a pile of broken vase sits on the floor by them. I shake my head, holding back my smile as I watch the scene unfold.

"What happened?" Effy asks.

Both of them both start talking at the same time, pointing fingers to eac other, playing the blame game. I watch, amusement boiling within me as Effy's face becomes angrier by the second. She pinches the bridge of her nose and exhales.

"Shut up!" Her voice is cold, immediately, Cook and Emily close their mouths, looking at the floor again. "Good. Now, Emily, what happened?" Effy asks, looking at Emily.

I watch her as well. She licks her lips oh god how I miss those lips...NO DO NOT THINK THAT NAOMI! Then glances towards me before back to Effy. She clears her throat, her eyebrows furrowing adorably. I shake my head, no more!

"Whilst you were speaking, Cook wanted to have a fag but I moved them out of the way. As you know Eff, I'm not as smooth as you, so when he jumped on me to grab them, I went tumbling back on the chair. We started to wrestle about, Cook went to grab the cigarettes but I lightly pushed him, and Louis Spence here" she nods her head towards Cook "Stumbled and went crashing into the shelf, knocking the vase off."

"You did not lightly push me! You fucking shoved me!" Cook says, he goes to argue more, but one look from Effy shuts him up. I stifle a giggle at his miserable expression, his lips turn into a pout and his eyebrows furrow together. He angrily crosses his arms and looks away from Effy.

Effy raises an amused eyebrow in my direction, I just smirk back and roll my eyes. I catch Emily watching us, a questioning look in her gaze. I quickly look back to Cook and sigh. I push off the ledge I was leaning against and walk over to him. I bend down and try to catch his gaze but he keeps avoiding me, looking everywhere else.

I sigh and decide to do something that will grab his attention. My hand flies down and I cup him, his eyes shoot open and he looks at me, arousal evident in his eyes. I smirk and starts to light rub him, I lean up to his ear, my lips grazing the shell of his ear.

"Cookie" I whisper seductively "If you behave now, I'll make sure to give Little Cookie a present later" I nibble on his ear and give his balls one last rub before standing up and making my way to stand next to Effy.

Cook shuffles about, trying to hide the boner he so obviously has. I look to Effy and smirk at her, raising an eyebrow to allow her to continue. Effy nods, also smirking and turns back to the toddlers.

"Unfortunately, I am not your mothers, so I can't give you a punishment. I am, however your boss, so at work for the next two weeks, both of you will be staying behind and clean the office toilets and floors. It'll give the janitors a break and me free labour" she smirks at both of their sullen expressions.

I bite my lip, holding back my own chuckle. The thought of Cook in overalls makes me chuckle. But, also, it turns me on a bit. He'd look good in them actually. Hmm...

"Naomi!" I look up, shaking my head to rid myself of my day dream haze. Effy looks at me expectantly. Crap, she asked me a question.

"Sorry, could you repeat that?

"I said I'm taking Cook with me to get a new vase seeing as he's the one who smashed it"

I nod "Yeah okay. Make sure he pays for it"

Effy smirks "Of course" she turns round and starts to walk away, she grabs her car keys "Come on Cookie! I need a new vase and I heard you had money just waiting to be spent" she grins eveiliy at him over her shoulder. Cook groans and stands up, he walks over to me and gives me a quick peck.

"I'll see you in a bit. You'll be all right yeah?" he asks, I bite my lip, smiling at the care I saw in his eyes and heard in his voice. I nod my head.

"Go on, Eff's waiting for you" Cook smiles and walks off, throwing one more look over his shoulder before he follows Effy out. The door clicks closed, leaving just Emily and I in the room.

Well, this is awkward...

I sigh and run my hand over my face, looking towards the broken vase on the floor and a silent Emily. She's staring at the wall in front of her, like she's trying to break it down with her mind. Her eyebrows are furrowed together, her teeth worrying her bottom lip as she stares ahead.

Seeing she wont be moving anytime soon, I push off the ledge and walk into the kitchen, grabbing the dustpan and brush and walking back into the living room. Emily still hasn't moved, however, her finger is nervously fiddling with her Dad's ring. The day she told me about the ring flashes through my mind. It was the best night of my life. I was the happiest I had ever been, she opened up to me. Finally I got to see the real Emily, the one Panda and Effy had both spoken about to me. But then she ripped it away from me.

Emily glances up at me, I fix her with my cold stare, watching as she flinches slightly before going back to fiddling with the ring. I feel her gaze on me as I walk to where the broken vase is and bend down, starting to seep it up. I don't realise Emily has moved until a small, pale hand comes out and gently rests on mine. I smile softly at the feel of it. I miss her touch, the softness of her hands, the soft caressing of my knuckle she would do when holding my hand.

"Let me" I hear her whisper. Her husky voice sends shivers down my spine, breaking me out of my Emily induced haze, I quickly snatch back my hand as if her touch burned and shove the pan and brush into her hand and abruptly stand up, moving along to the other side of the room.

Hurt flashes through her eyes, immediately making me feel guilty. What? I don't need to feel guilty, she hurt me first.

I watch as she starts to clean up the broken vase, missing a few bits. I sigh angrily "You missed a bit" she glances up at me and rolls her eyes before sweeping it up. She stands up and walks to the bin, dumping the broken clay.

"Wow" I say

Emily looks to me, her eyebrows furrowing again "What?"

I sneer at her "Never thought I'd see the day Emily Fitch stays round long enough to clean up her messes"

Emily's eyes turn to slits, the nibbling on her lip digging in deeper, causing it to bleed "I guess I deserve that" she says after a beat of just staring at me.

I feign surprise, gasping over dramatically "Oh my goodness! She's owning up to her mistakes, my hasn't she grown" I mock her.

Anger burns in her eyes, she clicks her tongue and angrily runs a hand through her bright red hair. Oh I wish I could run my hand through her cherry red locks one more time. Smell the distinctive smell of Cherrie pie radiate of her skin.

"What's your problem?"

I point to myself, pissing her off even more "Who me?" she nods furiously "Well, at the moment..you"

Emily throws the dustpan and brush onto the settee, stepping closer to me "What exactly have I done? I've only just come back!" She asks, her voice raising.

I scoff, rolling my eyes "Exactly! Four fucking months Emily! Four fucking months you left, not a single note or letter or phone call to any of us! You left me for four months"

Emily steps closer to me "If you wanted to speak to me, all you had to do was pick up your phone and call"

"WHAT!" I roar "You are the one who left me broken at the train station. You are the one who left Cook to pick up the fucking pieces you left behind, but you expect me the one who calls after you!"

"Well you mustn't have been that broken seeing as you jumped Cook the first chance you got" She spits.

I laugh bitterly and take a dangerous step closer to her "Well isn't the pot calling the kettle black!"

Emily's eyes narrow dangerously, her lips turn up into a snarl as she takes another step closer, closing the distance between us. We're so close together that I can feel her breath on my lips.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"It means you take every chance you can to jump in bed with the next whore in line"

"Calling yourself a whore are we Naomi? That's very degrading" Emily says in a patronizing tone.

"What did you just call me?" I ask, growling.

Emily simply shrugs "I didn't call you anything. I simply stated a fact"

"I'm not a whore" I spit out between gritted teeth.

Emily smirks, raising an eyebrow "Didn't say you where. But come to think of it, you kind of are. First you sleep with me then you go and fuck Cook. Trying to hide yourself back into the closet are we? News flash Naomi, once you're out, you can never get back in"

I laugh "I've got nothing to hide. You tricked me into loving you. You played me about"

Emily smiles innocently "I don't think I tricked you Naomi, I simply opened your eyes"

"Yeah, I finally saw what a bitch you are"

Emily chuckles darkly "We can play the junior school-boy-crushing-on-girl-but-doesn't-know-how-to-act-on-those-feelings-so-he-picks-on-her game all day long, but it comes back to one thing. You want me, you never stopped wanting me and so you settled for second best, Cook"

"Oh get off your high horse Emi-" Emily's lips crash against mine, abruptly cutting me off. I try to fight back, but she has a strong hold on my waist, keeping me against her. Soon, I melt into her, throwing my arms around her neck and becoming familiar to those sweet lips of hers again.

Jesus Christ I've missed her lips. I sigh against them, letting Emily have the chance to slip her tongue into my mouth. I moan as our tongues duel together, fighting dominance. Oh how I've missed her skilled tongue. Emily moans and pulls me tighter against her body, our breasts pressing against each other. A pool forms between my legs as I feel her harden nipples against my own. I feel her hands fiddle with my top, slowly going beneath the material and rising up, scimming my abdomen-

"When I walk in the spot, this is what I see ,Everybody stops and they staring at me I got a passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it, show it...I'm sexy and I know it"

The tune to 'I'm Sexy and I know it' fills the room, Emily rips herself away from me and grabs her phone. I immediately miss her contact, suddenly feeling cold. Then it hits me. What did I just do? Sure it was only kissing but...Kissing someone who isn't the one you're dating is cheating isn't it?

"Hello?" Emily says, taking me out of my thoughts. I look and watch as she bites on her lip.

"Hey babe...uh no I'm at Effy's...yeah...What is it?...Oh come one tell me" I smile softly at the cute little whine in her voice. Cute? No Naomi it's annoying "Oh please...please please please...fine...where are you now?...okay when you get my flat, take a left and drive up the road, you should come to a small starbucks...yeah that's the one, okay so take a right then the second left, it's the blue apartment...number 3..okay, see you soon..love you too" her eyes flicker to me, I deflate a little, last time I heard her say those words, they were directed to me, not the whore she's speaking to now "Yeah I will, bye" she hangs up and turns to me. I watch as her lips part, words starting to form from her lips when Cook's bellowing laugh interrupts us.

I send Emily a glare that says 'Don't say a single fucking word' before I turn to Cook and Effy who's just walked in. Cook smiles at me and hugs me, lifting me off the floor and spinning me round in a circle. I squel, giggling away as he peppers my face with kisses.

"I missed you Naomikins" he says, giving me a kiss. Before he pulls away, I grab onto the back of his neck and pulls his in closer, deepening the kiss. Automatically I slip my tongue into his mouth and massage his tongue with my own. I can't help but compare him to Emily. How her lips were softer than his. Her hands held onto me softly but tightly, her thumb lightly rubbing my hip. Whereas Cook's hands grab at my shirt, his fingers lightly digging into my sides.

I pulls away and Cook smiles at me dopily "Where did that come from?" he asks

I smile, rubbing his neck softly "I just really missed you" I breathe out.

Cook smiles and kisses my cheek "I missed you two"

Effy scoffs "Oh please, we were gone for twenty minutes. Oh and we got the vase thanks for asking" she says, plonking the yellow and green vase down in the blank spot where the old one was.

Cook chuckles "Well some of us-Eff- don't have spouses that go on meetings for months on end" he sits down, pulling me down with him, letting me sit on his lap. I smile softly as he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my shoulder before resting his chin upon it. I feel him pull me tighter against him, snuggling into me more and burying his face in my hair. He's so adorable sometimes it hurts.

Effy makes a gagging noise "Cook you're such a softy"

I feel Cook chuckle against my neck "Only when it comes to my girls"

I lock eyes with Emily who's expression has soften a little at Cook. They both obviously care for each other, Cook proving just then when he said that.

Emily turns to Effy "Is it all right if Jen and the guys pop round? They have some news to tell me but Jen refused to tell me over the phone"

Effy smiles, just as she's about to reply, the doorbell rings. Effy smirks, raising an eyebrow at Emily.

She gets up and disappears. I listen as an American voice flows through the apartment, greeting Effy, followed by a deeper American accent then two quiet hello's. Effy makes her way back into the living room, followed by a girl, round about the same age as me with a red faux hawk, tattoos up her tanned arm, several ear piercings and a killer watt smile.

I watch as Emily smiles, gets up and pulls her into a kiss. So this is the girl on the phone eh?

A boy who looked similar to the girl currently sucking Emily's face stands beside them, ogling them, his mouth turned up into a cocky arrogant smirk. Kind of reminding me of Cook. Behind him a cute couple hold each other's hands. They're both blonde, the guy has his gelled into small spikes wheras the girl has hers' tied up into a lose bun.

Once Emily breaks away from the bitch, she turns to Eff and smiles "Eff, this is Jen, my girlfriend"

Jen smiles and holds her hand out to Effy "Hey, nice to meet you" so she's the American.

Effy smiles back politely "Charmed" she motions to me "This is Naomi, Cooks girlfriend" The smile from Jen's mouth falls slightly, realisation showing through her eyes. Her eyes glare into me, a fake smile now gracing her features. She holds her hand out to me.

"It's nice to meet you Naomi. Emily's told me a lot about you" She practically growls the last part. I take ehr hand, stiffly shaking it.

"You to. Shame, I can't say the same about you" I shoot Emily a glance, noticing how Jen snakes a posseive arm round her waist.

Emily clears her throat awkwardly "This is Harry, Jen's brother" Ah so there siblings...wait, he was watching his sister make out? That's wierd.

The kid steps forward, taking my hand and kissing it. Cook snorts from behind me muttering 'Tosser'

"Nice to meet you" he gives me a wink before turning round to Effy, eyeing her up. Effy just raises and unimpressed eyebrow and quickly cuts him off from whatever crude remark he was about to say but offering drinks around.

The cute couple walks up to me and Cook and smile softly.

"Hello, I'm Liam, this is my girlfriend Tina"

Tina says a quiet hello, Liam and smiles adoringly at her before turning his attention back to Cook and I "Sorry about Harry, he's a bit of a dick" He chuckles. We both chuckle along.

"It's no biggie, he reminds me of Cook" I say playfully nudging Cook's nose with my own.

Tina smiles "That's what Emily said when she first met him"

Cook clears his throat "How did you guys meet then? 'Cause you two ain't American like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over there"

Harry smiles, taking the seat next to Cook, pulling Tina into a similar position that I'm in "We all met at a music store. Tina and I were looking at a keyboard that Tina wanted when those two" he nodded over to where Harry and Jen where squabbling over getting the pepsi bottle to refill their cups. I watch as Emily laughs along, watching them both fondly "Walked in, creating a commotion by squabbling over who's instrument they were buying first. Somehow, we got to talking and well, we decided to form a band"

Cook laughs from behind me, kissing my neck softly. All four of us just sit quietly, listening to the squabble fo the two siblings.

Effy walks in, a annoyed look on her face, she sits down on the armchair, rubbing her temples.

"All right Eff?"

Effy grunts "Those two..." she clenches her fist, gritting her teeth.

Liam chuckles "Yeah, you'll get used to that"

"I don't think they'd be alive long enough for me to get used to it" Effy says.

Emily and Jen walk in, Jen happily holding a glass of pepsi with a miserable looking Harry behind them. They take the settee, Harry sits down on the carpet, grumbling to himself. Jen pokes his head with her foot.

"Hey grumpy, cheer up otherwise you won't perform with us at the gig" she chuckles as Harry immediately sits up, a big smile on his face.

"A gig?" Emily asks?

"Oh yeah that was what I meant to tell you. We got a gig tomorrow, down at a mini rock club by the water park."

"Really?" Emily asks, excitement evident in her voice.

"That's fucking ace isn't Emilio! We plus Panda pops, JJ, Thomas and Katiekins can come and watch you guys perform!" Cook says happily behind me.

Emily smiles at him "You don't-"

"We want to and we're going to. Right Naomi? We'll be there to support you as we're your friend" Effy says, aiming that last part as me, her eyes glaring into me.

I nod, a fake smile pulling at my lip "Yeah, wouldn't miss it for the world"

I lock eyes with Emily at that moment. Her eyes just bore into me, looking straight into me, scanning my body. She looks back at me, her eyes twinkling with secrets and surprises. I know that look, it's the look of trouble.

Present Day

Cook smiles at me, his arm lightly rubbing my sides, I smile weakly at him then look round at the table. Panda's jumping in her seat, going on about how great it will be to see Emsy again and how much she missed her. JJ's agreeing with her, saying it will be good to be reacquainted. Thomas just smiles adoringly at Panda as she jabbers on. Katie lock eyes with me, she bites her lip nervously. It's good to see I'm not the only one.

Cook nudges me, pointing to the stage where Emily has just appeared on. I close my eyes as her lips part.

Somehow I know that this night will change my life upside down.

Okay, I planned on ending this chapter on 'the look of trouble' part, but I realised I had started with Naomi in the club, so I thought I'd end it with her in the club.

The last sentence gives you a clue to what may happen in the next chapter. I want to thank .Blah for giving me the idea for what will happen in the next chapter, and those who helped me in writing this chapter.

I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter :S

Cheers

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