London calls me a stranger

Chapter 7

April's POV

After Sam left, I peeled off my costume and left it in a heap on the floor, I'll sort it out when I feel better! Dabbing my face with the wipes, I removed my layers of make up until I was completely natural. I flopped on my bed, my head hurt, I felt dead, the room was spinning and a thought in the back of my brain kept prodding me. I dismiss the thought he probably doesn't remember anything, we were both that drunk. My breath stunk of alcohol. The putrid taste made me feel very dehydrated. I brushed my teeth and got a bottle of water that I sipped from.

I fell asleep for a few hours. Still I didn't feel any better. The hollowness in the pit of my stomach was beginning to make a grouching noise. I huffed in irritation. "April?" I heard a voice say. I turned to see Conor standing in the doorway. A shiver went down my spine, making the hairs stand up on my neck. For fear that my drunken state had caused something that I did not want to happen.

I swallowed hard and just about whispered "hey" in reply.

He entered the room, he looks relatively okay with his hang over but I can still tell by the dryness in his voice and the way he rubbed his for head. Sitting on the edge of my bed his tone became serious. "April, about last night"

Shock rolled my stomach upside down, what I feared had come true.

"We didn't...?"

"No no! Just we sort of..."

"Yeah"

He was relating to the night that we had before, one crazy night that I thought had led into something that I say I would regret... But I wouldn't. The truth is I'm attracted to Conor. His presence makes me feel safe. His build, even though dominating, was still highly attractive. And his laugh and smile, what can I say?! It took me away. This morning when I woke up at about 9, I was lying in a guest room at Ruby's flat. I was only in Conor shirt and my underwear. Conor was fast asleep, his arms tightly wrapped around my body. His firm torso pressed against my back. His blonde hair iridescent in the light of the sunrise. Eye lashes fanned over his cheeks, eyes clamped shut. The morning light was just creeping in through the window and birds were singing there morning twitters. I closed my eyes again and fell back into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke again, Conor was gone! I started to panic, thinking we had done something in our drunken vulnerable state. I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed straight back to campus via taxi.

"So what we going to do about it?" Conor asked awkwardly

"I don't know" I replied.

"Just forget everything happened?"

My heart fell into my stomach. Thought the pain I squeezed out a quiet "yeah"

Conor's eyebrows furrowed. "You don't seem to sure"

"I...I..." I couldn't say what I wanted to say. All the emotion was bubbling up inside my stomach, up over my throat. I just leaned in. My lips pressed against his plump full ones for a split second before Conor brutally pushed me away. Wiping his mouth, he stormed out of the dorm. I screamed after him "Conor, I'm sorry!" He did not turn. I began to cry. I didn't want him to go! I wanted him to come back!! Tears started to stream over the curves of my cheeks. Just then Sam walked in looking very confused. I know why he didn't want to be with me. He loved Sam! He loved Sam! I broke down crying and felt her arms around my body. My head rested on her shoulder as I cried out the river Nile.

"W-what's happened?!" She said, confused and bewildered.

I shook my head, screaming through the tears "He loves you! He loves you!"

Sam's POV

After putting April into bed. I checked my phone for the first time all day. I was having to much fun with Matt before.

3 texts: the first from April; where are you?, the second from Conor; Sam we really need to talk! Give me a call! X, and the third off Matt; Had a great day today, thank you for giving me a chance, stay beautiful ;) x

The last text brought an idiot smile to my face. Matthew John Webster, what was I thinking?