Second Chances (Discontinued)

Not Too Shabby

Tracing softly over the faded photograph, I glide my finger over the fold. Slowly I bow my head, placing a gentle kiss on the image of the baby before my eyes. My baby. I tuck the photograph back in it's place, hidden in my purse.

My phone lights up, notifying me of a new message. Danny.

"Hi! I'll be over about six with Mark to pick you three up :) Dx"

Instantly, a smile worms its way across my face. Wait. It is five now. That gives me an hour to get ready. Sighing, I pull myself up from my bed, dawdling over to my wardrobe. We are only going for a meal down the pub, but I still want to look my best; this will be the first time I have properly talked to Mark for a while. Everyone has all been really busy recently.

After inwardly debating with myself, I finally settle on a pair of dark denim skinnies, an oversized, white, chiffon blouse, and a pair of nude peep-toe platforms. I place the items carefully on my bed, before entering the bathroom and taking a long, warm, relaxing shower.

As I walk back into my room, the soft carpet tickling my feet, I make my way to the clothes discarded on my bed. Quickly, I dress myself, doing a little dance whilst wiggling into my skinnies. Tonight I'm really going to let myself loose and have fun.

Glancing at my phone, I notice that it is now half past five. I have half an hour left.

Once dressed, I dry and style my hair into soft curls. Another fifteen minutes later and I am ready; cleansed, moisturised, and having applied some feminine make up to brighten my face and accentuate my features. Finally I let out a small sigh of relief, it's bang on six o'clock. I slip on my patent shoes an make my way downstairs, receiving a wolf whistle from Jenny. She too is dressed in a whopping great big pair if heels, to match her mid-length, red dress.

'Not looking to shabby yourself!' I tease, giving her a little twirl, showing off my outfit from every angle. 'Is Glen ready?' I ask, Glen and Jenny are officially a couple now (let's just say it received mixed reviews on twitter...).

'What about me?' An overly cheerful Irish accent interrupts before Jenny has the chance to reply to me. She winks at me, a playful smirk lingering on her face.

'We were just discussing the fact that those jeans make your rump look pretty damn sexy.' I let out a small giggle at Glen's reaction, the blush creeping all over his face and neck. Jenny wiggles her hips as she struts over to Glen, proceeding in starting a game of tonsil tennis.

At this exact moment the door bell rings, if ever the phrase "saved by the bell" is appropriate...

I squeeze past the lovebirds, opening the front door, a humungous grin working its way across my face. Danny is first to step forward, embracing me in a friendly hug, before entering the hall way. Mark then gives me a kiss on the cheek before introducing me, properly, to his wife Rina.

'Lovely to finally meet you!' I greet the blonde in front of me. As I usher them inside, Glen and Jenny finally break apart, obviously needing to breathe. Mark stands directly behind Glen, not seeming to break the lovers' trance.

'If you two have QUITE FINISHED sucking each other's faces off? We would like to get some food some time tonight!' Instantly, the couple flinch, their eyes widening and their faces turning to a similar colour to Jenny's dress. We all laugh at their reaction and make out way out to Mark's seven seater. This is going to be a fun night.

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A/N: Hi everyone! I am writing this on my phone, so apologies for the shortness. Due to the fact that I terribly unorganised, I am, yet again, making this up as I go along. So this is the sequel to Denied The Chance... Vote/Comment/Fan etc. blah blah blah... You know what to do!

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