Cook and Effy, Tainted Love (SKINS FANFICTION)

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I am uncertain about this story because I don't know whether there are many Skins fans on this site :/ But I decided to update it anyway just to see how it goes. If this gets more reads or whatever then I'll decide whether or not I'll continue publishing on this site.

Just to make things a little clear, the events of this story takes place after Season 7. But there's a few changes. Naomi is still alive, but, she is still suffering from cancer & hasn't undergone any treatment yet. Effy didn't go to prison, she still works at the same place but didn't go through any of the scam stuff like the did in the show. It'll be explained a little better during the story. And again, if you haven't watched Skins UK then this will probably be hard to follow. And if you didn't watch season 7 yet then this may contain spoilers.

Cook's POV

I blinked a few times and even went as far as biting down on my own lip, hard, just to make sure this all wasn't some sort of dream. After a few passing moments and a slight awkward silence I finally accepted the reality. Effy Stonem was here, this was no dream. I studied her features for the first time in three years, the familiarity in her crystal blue eyes and that wry smile I knew all too well. She lets out a long and exaggerated sigh, and I knew why. Suddenly I felt lame, but most of all awkward.

"Have you gone mute or something?" She asks me crossing her arms over her chest. "The Cook I know would have pounced on me by now."

"I wouldn't do... I haven't gone mute. I'm n-not." I answered in a small voice that sounded a lot more awkward than I felt. Shit, this is the first time I have seen Effy in three years and I can barely even say Hello to her. Effy's lips twitch slightly and I can see the amusement in her eyes, I could tell she was trying to hold back the laughter. "I'm just surprised to see you like this so out of the blue."

"Likewise," She answers casually as she begins to talk a few small steps towards me. "I couldn't believe it was you when I saw you in there, I only knew for sure when I followed you out here. Thought it was some f.ucked up dream."

I felt relieved to know that she experienced the same thing as me, I too thought that seeing Effy was some f.ucked up dream. Now that I knew for certain she was definitely real I felt... well words couldn't exactly describe how I felt in this moment. It was definitely surreal.

"Well Eff, it's great to see ya... didn't change much did you?" My eyes linger over the length for her slender body for a second before I bring them back up to her face again. Judging by the look she had on her face, she noticed me looking at her. I shove my hands into my jacket pocket and I clench them, I don't think I ever felt as anxious as I did right now.

She smiles at me, there is no humour or wickedness in this one. She walks towards me once again until we are at least arm's length apart. The scent of her perfume and vodka filled the space between us and in that moment I felt my heart pound against my chest. I ignored the longing urge to reach out and touch her, it would be too weird even if I tried.

This time it was her turn to eye me up, she wasn't to discreet about it either, and I didn't mind. When her eyes come back to meet mine I am about to speak until she pulls me in abruptly, she is hugging me. Really hugging me. My breath comes to a halt when her small arms warp tightly around my waist and rests her head against my chest. My arms hung by my sides, unsure of what to do. After having no contact with Effy for three years it's almost hard to believe that our bodies are pressed so closely together after exchanging only a few words with one another. Did she think I was being strange? Did she think I was being prude compered to how I was three years ago? In truth I was nervous and Effy was doing this to me. I can't think of a time where I ever felt like this around a girl. Finally I force movement in my arms and I run my fingers down her back for a few seconds, I swore I felt her body tremble.