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Chapter Three: The Number.

Chapter three: The Number.

I couldn't help but smile at those words on the paper. It was his number. He was giving me his number. I placed the number in my bra and I blushed.

I dashed out of the bathroom to where my group of friends were sitting and they ordered another round of drinks. I sat down and they all stared and smirked at me at the same time.

"What?" I questioned.

"Who was that?" Jesy asked.

"It was just his guy I spilled drinks on, I helped him clean up." I answered truthfully.

Claire's eyebrows sprung up. "And?"

"Well, he gave me his number." I continued.

"Oh my god, Elizabeth! That's fantastic." Claire said as she hugged me, feeling happy but I wasn't and I knew why.

"I can't date him. I have a fiancée, remember?" I sighed in defeat.

"Elizabeth, ask him out and you'll figure something out before the wedding but, just make sure you tell him first." Jesy said and Andrew and Claire nodded in agreement.

"Okay, everyone needs to be happy right?" Everyone agreed and we carried on with the night.

*

Drink after drink and we were all wasted. We ordered a taxi and I stumbled to a seat and got out my phone while the others followed. It was a cold night and non of us were wearing jackets. The taxi arrived and we all went in and told the driver our destination.

After ten minutes, we arrived and we all stumbled inside the building and into the elevator and eventually into the apartment. We crashed onto the couch, trying to sober up. I checked my bra and I still had Luke's number.

I knew I would call him tomorrow.

*

I woke up with a huge hang over and I was still on the couch, holding the tiny paper towel. Everyone was still asleep in the living room, I quietly got up and headed into the bathroom for a shower. I took my dress off and shoes and I got into the steaming hot water. I washed my hair and everything else.

After ten minutes, I got out and wrapped a towel around me. I opened the door slightly and peeked out and the others were still asleep. I felt my wet feet on the carpet as I headed towards my room.

I heard a beeping noise and I looked at my phone. Thirty four missed calls from mother, Nathan and my father. I had no idea how they got this number. I ignored it and got out a simple t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I brushed my hair and applied make up to my dull and tired skin. After, I took a pain relief for my hang over.

I laid on my bed and put Luke's number in my cell phone and I decided to text him instead of calling him. Hey, this is Elizabeth. (The girl who spilt drinks on you at the nightclub.)

Once I sent it, I got off my bed and walked out to the living room and I felt the urge to get two pots and bang them together as it was already midday. I went towards the kitchen cupboard and found the two biggest pots. I banged them together about ten times before they woke up and placed their hands over their ears.

"Stop it!" Andrew yelled and silence filled the room.

I laughed and then my headache came back. "What was that for?" Jesy asked.

"Just to wake you guys up, it's past lunch time." I replied and they all got up and headed to their bedrooms. Andrew followed Claire into her room and I was left alone.

"I'll make brunch." I shouted out but no one bothered to answer.

*

I couldn't help my laughter as I thought of the memory that happened ten minutes ago. I got out eggs, bacon, mushrooms, tomatoes and bread for our big breakfast/lunch. I got out the pans and I started cooking the food.

I felt something vibrate in my shorts pocket, I got out my phone and it was from Luke. Hey Elizabeth, how could I forget the girl who spilt drinks on my favourite shirt? ;) wanna meet up?

I smiled like an idiot and I was blushing or maybe it was the burnt bacon? Crap.

I quickly saved it and turned it over as I texted back. Yeah, I'd love that. Maybe dinner and a movie?

I sent the text and I've nearly finished the food and everyone came out looking happy and refreshed. I served the food and I heard a knock on the door that turned into a loud bang multiple times. I sighed and walked towards the door while everyone took there seats and started eating.

I opened the door slightly and it swung open as I jumped back with shock. It was Nathan.

"What do you want?" I asked shyly we everyone looked up and stared at his angry face.

He stormed into every bedroom in the house and found my bag full of clothes, he walked out carrying it. He came towards me he grabbed my arm and pulled me out.

"Hey! Get off her!" Andrew yelled. The door slammed shut and Clarie ran out.

"I'll text you." I mouthed with my lips, hoping he didn't hear or see me. We went down the elevator to the parking lot and he shoved me in the back seat of his car and sped off, leaving the apartment to go to my parents' house. I didn't dare to check my phone just in case he took it off me again.

I was not a child anymore.

We drove to my parents house in silence and when we arrived, Nathan stormed out and slammed the door behind me. He pulled me out and shoved me onto the pavement. After he locked the car, he dragged me by my hair to the door and shoved me inside. I was screaming in pain.

My parents both stood a few meters away from me, giving me that disappointed look.

"How dare you escape from your room!" My father yelled like I was some kind of prisoner.

Really? He used the word 'escape.'

"What choice did I have?" I said and regretting it.

"You are so disappointing, Elizabeth." My mother almost yelled as she walked away. I looked up at my father with my pleading eyes but he didn't care.

I ran up to stairs into my room and tears started to stream down my face. I leaned against the door with my knees up to my chest. In the middle of my crying fit, I suddenly heard a car pull up to the house.

I looked out my window and I recognised the car straight away. I smiled with joy as the tears dried up. I raced downstairs to the front door and I opened it to see that happy face that made my life one hundred times better.

"I am so happy to see you!" I yelled with joy as I hugged the person in front of me.

I was so glad she was back.