Chapter 1
“Seven hours since you went away,
Eleven coffees, Ricky Lake on play
But late at night when I’m feelin’
blue
I’ll sell my ass before I think of
you.”
I heard a creak and looked towards the
door where Nick was standing, hair dishevelled from sleeping.
“You know it’s rude to eavesdrop don’t
you?” he grunted in response and fell into the couch beside me rubbing his eyes
and sighing. “Head hurting? Well don’t expect any sympathy from me; I had
suffer the couch for you!” I laughed as he groaned, still trying to wake up.
“You could have slept in the bed with
me,” he yawned, failing miserably at flirting.
“Yeah we all know how that ended up
last time, and plus with your snoring? No thanks,” I laughed writing down the
lyrics in my note book.
“I do not snore, what are you working
on?” He asked glancing over my shoulder.
“You do to and what does it look like
I’m doing, blondie?”
“I like that lyric, sing it for me?”
He asked, smiling up at me, a goofy sleepy grin that was one of the many things
that I loved about him. No don’t go there, been there bought the t-shirt
already, friends is good, friends is fine.
“Eleven hours on a brand new day,
I’m getting ready to go out and play,
It’s late at night; I’m caught in a
groove,
I’ll kiss my ass before I’m feelin’
blue,
Seven hours what you callin’ for?
A bunch of flowers and I’ll slam the
door,
You’re in my face sorry what’s your
name?
Takes more than begging to reverse my
brain.”
“Why you don’t sing is beyond me,
Will.”
“Oh stop it, we’ve been through this
and you’re starting to sound like my Dad, I don’t sing I write.” He was looking
at me intently, god his eyes are blue today, almost as blue as when we… no stop
it that was over a year ago and you’ve been good, but you haven’t been around
him. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe I shouldn’t be here, but if I wasn’t here
then I’d be at home moping about the ass
wipe who cheated on me.
“You still there tree?” He asked a
smirk crossing his face.
“Hmm, Oh sorry.”
“Not thinking of the asshole again are
you?” He said rubbing my arm with a frown.
“A bit, but obviously this song is
about him, so it’s nearly out of my system, its just missing something.”
“Well let’s have a lookie shall we? It
needs a bridge” He pulled the note book from my hands along with the pen and
began to chew on the nib lightly, a little habit he had whilst he thought. He
was obviously singing it in his head and he began to bob a bit, making me
smile.
“Why do cry –y-y?
For the guy-y-y
Say goodby-y-y
Walk away now,” he sang lightly.
“Thanks Nicky,” she whispered, but she looked away quickly trying
to conceal the tears in her eyes. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and
pulled her close to me; she didn’t protest and snuggled into my shoulder with a
sigh.
“I thought we talked about this? He’s an ass, a big jerk, you
deserve better.”
“I know, I just wish I would have figured that out before, thanks
for inviting me along this is just what I needed,” She said lightly.
“No probs tree, it’s nice having a girl around I mean who else is
gona’ pick up after me?” I joked and she smacked my arm in response.
“So this is what this is huh? Some ploy to have someone to pick up
after your messy ass, I should just leave now and damn you to a life of messy
hotel rooms,” she tried to keep a straight face but it broke into a huge grin
that always made me smile. “So what are you going to do with your afternoon
off, now that you have wasted the morning?”
“Chill I think, store up my energy for going out again tonight and
you’re coming out tonight too” she tried to protest but I covered her mouth
with my hand, “Uh Uh no excuses, you’re coming out and that’s final, ewwww,” I
pulled my hand away after she licked it. Smiling up at me she giggled, her
blonde fringe framing her pretty green eyes, she held my stare and I knew she
felt what I felt.
“Ok fine but I refuse to sleep here again, you can suffocate in
your vomit tonight and no tequila,” she said sternly.
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Hole in the Head – Sugababes