Legendary Lovers

Chapter 9: Lost in Sweet Ecstasy

---John's P.O.V.---

Sitting in the cab on the way home back to Katy I couldn't help but smile. 'She's so perfect, I love her so much.' I thought to myself whilst staring out the foggy window at the blur of late night New York lights. I felt like I hadn't seen her in weeks, 'probably because you haven't...' My mind murmured back. I had to make it up to her; I brought her here to see her more, not to ignore her completely.

I let off a deep sigh and timidly rubbed my fingers on my straining forehead, how could I do this to her?

The cab pulled up to my apartment and I thanked the driver and tipped him generously, "Have a good night sir." He told me, I nodded and smiled, telling him to 'take care' and watched him drive away.

I turned around and headed inside the lobby of my apartment building, I made my way over to the elevator and hit the button going up. It was taking too long, I had to see her, and the stairs seemed like a better option. I sprinted up them two by two, not taking notice of my screaming legs, all I could think about was her.

Katy.

Not even half way up the stairway I realized how stupid I was in the fact I lived on the top floor of a 75 story high building and was sprinting up stairs. Continuing up all I could focus on was how stupid I had been, "I love her!" I yelled out to know one in particular as I panted and heaved myself up so many stairs, they seemed endless.

I repeated her name over and over in my mind, "Katy, Katy, Katy, Katy..." Her eyes burned in the back of my mind, her voice ringing in my ears "Katy, Katy, Katy..."

Panting, sweat dripped down my forehead, I had to keep going. Eventually I managed to haul my sorry ass to the top of the stairs; I straightened my shirt and fixed my hair, then took in a deep breath and made my way to the door of my apartment.

Eventually finding my keys at the bottom of my pockets I unlocked the door and gently pushed it open. I stepped inside and everything was silent, pitch black and deserted. "Katy?" I called out, almost desperately, even though I knew she wasn't there. In one last attempt to find her I looked in the bedroom, the bed was made and empty. Her makeup was out in the bathroom and her handbag gone.

I flopped down on the bed and kicked off my shoes, she didn't text me she was leaving. I decided to call her only to hear the call ring out and her voicemail to play. I hung up without leaving a message and stared at the ceiling, "what have I done?" I murmured.

--- Katy’s P.O.V.---

People say a person smells like the house they live in, and laying there with my eyes softly closed judging from the smell of flowers and vanilla I could tell that the room I was in did not belong in John's apartment. I looked up at the ceiling above me and I could feel the presence of another body next to me and the pillow my head was rested upon smelt like sweet berry shampoo. I smiled, that's the shampoo Kelsey always used. My eyes shot open and I softly whispered her name, "Kelsey."

I wasn't in John's apartment, I was in hers, and I was in her bed with nothing on but my underwear. I suddenly felt vulnerable and pulled the covers up higher under my chin, I took in a deep breath and turned my eyes to the woman next to me. I looked at Kelsey’s sleeping body. Her skin was soft and smooth, just like how I remembered it. Her brown hair was messy from what we had done earlier that night, stray strands had fallen in front of her face. Her lip, her smile, every inch of her skin and curve of her body was perfect to me.  Seeing Kelsey’s innocent body lying next to me, I realized that I missed being with her.