The Girl In The Dirty Shirt Noel Version

Chapter 104

I woke up in a hospital bed in excruciating pain, just like when I'd been stabbed, but Liam wasn't here, not this time; I was alone.

I rubbed my eyes and jumped when I saw a nurse.

"Hi there" she smiled

"Where's Liam?" I asked weakly.

She frowned "I'm sorry, who?"

I winced in pain. "Liam..." I broke down crying. "I need Liam"

"We tried reaching him, he's not available"

"Then call Noel" I cried harder

"His brother isn't available either, ma'am; I'm sorry"

"THEN CALL SARA!" I screamed crying so hard I couldn't catch my breath. "She's my roommate"

"I'll have someone do that right away ma'am"

I closed my eyes and turned on my side crying into my pillow; I'd really fucked things up if none of them were here. I wouldn't have thought twice about getting on a plane to see them in the hospital.

I had my stomach pumped and no one was here.

But I knew it was my fault. Maybe it’s what I deserved.

The nurse came back a few minutes later with a defeated look on her face. "Your roommate left a message on your machine saying she left for Dublin for a conference, I'm sorry"

I sighed and just nodded, I didn't care much anymore and if they did, they would be here.

**

The next afternoon I was discharged. I went home...alone and Sara was gone.

I thought about calling Noel, but dialled the guy from the bar the other night instead.

He agreed to come over and I gave him the address knowing that Sara wouldn't be back until at least tomorrow.

I changed into something much sluttier than my previous paper thin hospital gown, and twenty minutes later there was a knock on the front door.

I pulled the door open and smiled.

"Hello, Pierre" I smiled leaning on the door frame.

He laughed with a smile "Hello, Lyla"

I pulled the door open further letting him in and he looked around curiously.

"She's not here" I smiled closing the door

"Who?" He asked turning around to look at me.

"My roommate"

"So this is a booty call is it?" He asked raising an eyebrow

I shrugged my eyebrows with a smirk. "Is that a problem?"

He shook his head taking me by the waist.

I smiled grabbing the back of his head and kissing him hard.

"Definitely a booty call", he breathed onto my lips, smiling.

“Come on, Pie..."

I'd known him for a few hours and he already had a nonsensical nickname.  This may have been a record.

"...Don't be a square", I whispered, lifting my thin shirt over my head.

I moaned when he grabbed my bare chest with both hands, squeezing my breasts hard as I pulled his shorts off.

He stepped out of them pushing me up against the living room wall.

I let out another moan as his tongue explored my mouth, his hand sliding between my thighs.