The Interview.

Chapter Five.

I opened my eyes. Sun streaked in through the blinds. Crap! I was supposed to go out with Chris today! I groaned. Well done, I'd really ruined my chances now. I picked up my phone from on the bedside table and looked, I'd had ten messages and a missed call. I left my phone on silent so the alarm didnt go off! Oh god....I rang him.

"Hello?" He croaked. Oh dear, he sounded rough.

"Hiya Chris it's me."

"Oh hi! Well er, I'm not really feeling too great and one of the kids has come down with it to, so we had to postpone our little trip out. Ugh, I feel awful."

"Aw no!! Well, do you want me to come over?"

"No. Don't want you coming down with anything!"

"Good point. Anyway I'd better leave you to get some rest, get well soon."

"I will thanks.....bye."

I hung up. I'm always awkward with phone calls, I always think I'm too soon when I hang up, but not quick enough when they hang up. Maybe it's just me? I sighed, I was really disappointed...I'd been really looking forward to seeing him again.

Two days later.

I rang him to see how he was feeling.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hi!" I replied.

"Oh right! Hello!"

I giggled "How are you?"

"A lot better thank you."

"Well that's good to hear, anyway I was wondering if you wanted to come round today?"

"Well, that sounds top. What time?"

"About six? I'll make us dinner."

"Aw that sounds great, see you then."

"Bye."

He hung up this time.

Knock knock.

"Crap!" I mouthed, I was completely ready but I didn't feel it. I tried to compose myself as I walked towards the door. I felt giddy and I had butterflies...I think Its love. I open the door.

"Hi" he says, in that sexy deep voice of his as he grins his goofy grin.

"Hiya, come in!"

He steps inside and I lead him into the living room.

"Drink?" I ask. Oh yes. This is going to be a great evening.

We finish dinner and he wanders into the living room again.

"Want to watch a movie?" I ask.

"Yes, okay." He replies.

I fetch some crappy rom com and we settled down on the sofa, neither of us are really paying a lot of attention to it. His breathing quickens and I turn my head to look at him, he's just staring at me, straight at me with those big blue eyes, they carry a mischievous spark in them. It's making me lightheaded. He reaches out and his fingers start lightly stroking my cheek and messing with my hair. I'm taking very shallow breaths I notice, I think I might faint. He leans in and kisses me. He pulls away judging my reaction, I lean back in and kiss him harder. His tongue slips in my mouth. It's heaven, I never want it to end. I need to pull away. I'm breathless, gasping for air. He's still stroking my cheek.

"Look at the time!!! I should be going, thanks for a great evening. I'll ring you tomorrow."

"Oh yeah er." My mind has turned to mush. "See you."

He stands up and walks towards the door, I open it for him. God, I hope he doesn't regret what just happened, or maybe he just isn't ready for a step further yet.

"Thanks for a great evening." He whispers in my ear as he kisses my cheek.

"Thanks for coming, see you soon." He kisses me on the lips. It lasts for a few seconds.

"Bye" he breathes. He walks off. I shut the door and promptly sink to my knees, I'm still breathless. Yeah. I've fallen in love with Chris Martin. And there's nothing I can do about it.