FYI, by 'everyone' I just mean it's in general POV, it actually doesn't feature everyone hehe

And they did talk. Naomi listened to everything Emily had to say, even when Naomi didn't like hearing it, even when it made her cringe, she still listened. Emily did the same, listened to Naomi's reasons and listened even when she wanted to shout how wrong Naomi was but they had both promised to listen. It was when Naomi bit her lip and ran her hands through her hair, scattering her fringe into pieces before amending it with a tuck behind her ear, that Emily adjusted herself, sitting up slightly as she leant against the door of the bathroom, and licked her lips.

"I thought you'd forget me. I thought the second I started acting like a twat on the first day we met," Naomi licked her lips, "I thought that'd be it. I thought that when we were at the pub that time, I thought that, that was definitely the moment you were going to forget me and give up. When you left in Ireland, I didn't think you'd forget me or even give up on me, I actually thought you were leaving me and it was-" She bit her lip and closed her eyes, "It hurt. I hated you for it, hated that you made me feel that way."

Emily looked at Naomi, guilt ridden and sad. She bit her cheek and shook her head, "I didn't mean to... I'm sorry-"

"No," Naomi laughed, "No, you don't see. I stopped myself feeling stuff like that." She paused momentarily, contemplating and waiting. "I haven't actually let anyone leave me in years because I've never let anyone get close to me."

"Why?" Emily whispered.

"Because it hurts too much, don't you think?" Naomi asked, looking at Emily in confusion.

"But doesn't it hurt being alone?"

Naomi winced slightly, biting her lip as she looked at her hands. "Yes," Was all she said before falling into silence.

Emily didn't say anything, just looked at the girl in front of her. She reached forward, almost by instinct, and tucked a strand of blonde hair away from the girl's rosy and bruised cheeks. "You're not alone now, are you?" She asked.

"No," Naomi said. She finally looked up at Emily who was, by now, mere inches from her face. She briefly looked away before deciding it was time to stop running. "I don't feel alone." Naomi lifted her hands and gripped onto Emily's shoulders, leaning closer. She didn't do anything, just looked into Emily's eyes and smiled. "I need sleep, will you stay with me?"

Emily nodded, smiled and got up, helping Naomi up and then helping her get to her bedroom. Naomi lay on the bed and sighed happily once she was comfortably on the bed. Emily lingered by the door, just watching Naomi.

"Come on," Naomi said.

She didn't question it or hesitate; she just crawled in to the bed. Naomi turned on her side and Emily did the same, faces only a couple centimetres away and both feeling the others breathe on their face. Emily reached up tentatively and, lightly holding Naomi's chin, began running her thumb over her jaw and lips. She felt the bumps and cuts under her touch. Checking that she wasn't hurting her, she moved to the cut beside her eyes and sighed.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Naomi shook her head, "Not anymore. Is it okay if I go to sleep for a bit?"

Emily nodded, wondered why she asked, then smiled because she asked. "I'll be right here when you wake up."

Naomi leaned forward and placed a kissed on Emily's lips before mumbling a good night, and so began the wait for Naomi to wake up. Though if Emily were completely honest with herself, she'd contently lie beside Naomi for hours on end just watching as the blonde mumbled and sighed in her sleep.

It was nearly 10 before Naomi woke up, rubbing her eyes before focussing her eyes on the sleeping person in front of her. She smiled to herself and lifted her hand from the girl's waist – momentarily wondering how it got there, then realising she didn't care why.

"Emily?" She prodded the red head, smiling, amused by Emily's efforts to knock her away, reminding her of Ireland but better, much better. "Emily, it's nearly 10, do you need to be home?"

An eye was cracked open, "I'm not a fucking 10 year old," Emily smirked.

"I know it's just it's getting dark, I just didn't know if you'd want waking up."

"I did. Gives me more time to actually look at you. Dream you is quite pretty, but the real thing is much better."

Naomi laughed, "How romantic of you!" It was funny to hear, but lovely to feel. "Are you sp- Wait, let me just get this." Naomi turned over and quickly answered her phone. "Hello?"

"You said you'd see me today," Effy said on the other end.

Naomi ran a hand through her hair, "Oh yeah. Sorry, I forgot." She honestly did.

"Did Emily get to yours?"

With a cautious look to Emily she nodded despite Effy being on the phone, "Yes, how did you know she was here?"

"She's still there?" Naomi could hear the smirk. "I gave her your address, she asked for it."

Naomi smiled, "Oh right. Well yeah, she's here now." She gave a sideways glance at Emily who had sat up by now and was watching Naomi eagerly, wanting to know what was being said and asked.

"Well bring her with you."

"Bring her with me to where?"

"You're still coming out with me and the others."

Naomi briefly considered, and then thought of a few reasons to not go. Not only would she be questioned on what happened to her, she would also risk valuable alone time with Emily because even though feelings like this were near enough new to her, she knew she wanted to be with Emily.

"What is she's saying?" Emily asked from beside her.

Naomi turned to Emily, covered the bottom of the phone and said, "Effy wants us to go out tonight."

Emily bit her lip, "Oh."

"I don't want to go either," Naomi sighed causing Emily to smile. Naomi removed her hand from the phone, "I don't think me and Emily are going to come."

"Naomi, you said you would. You and Emily have another week off from college to fuck, just come out."

Naomi blushed and cleared her throat before turning to Emily, "She insists."

Emily sighed, "Fine."

"We'll get ready now," Naomi said before hanging up. "Sorry," She said to Emily. "I really did just want to stay in with you. You can come back to mine tonight though?"

Emily nodded happily, "Okay."

And although both of them would have preferred a night in together, just talking and laughing and (never said aloud to the other) kissing, they couldn't deny that the second they stepped out the house and their hands held together, and fingers intertwined instantly, they knew it was going to be a good night.

"Are you going to ask?"

"Ask what?"

"Ask."

"Oh, uhm, will you, uh, shit I feel like an idiot. I don't know if I can!"

"Just try."

"Jesus, will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."

"What?!"

"Yes, of course I will Naomi."

The eeeeeend~

Hope you enjoyed, and sorry for awfully boring last chapter. I just didn't want end on something too big, y'know, end simply and all that? Anyways. There you have it.