Still Unexpected

Chapter Twelve

Daisy's P.O.V

Katrina left swiftly after being on the phone with someone. I had a feeling it was PJ, as we didn't really talk to anyone else apart from the boys, but it could've been her neighbour friend.

 "You okay?" Chris taps my shoulder.

I turn around. I must've zoned out while he was talking.

 "Yeah..yeah I'm fine," I smile small.

 "Sure?"

 "Yes."

 "You're not as worried about PJ as I am?" He raised his eyebrow.

 "Jesus Christ am I! What the hell is going on?"

 "I have no idea." He shrugs.

 "And where the hell is he, anyway?"

I haven't seen him for a few days.

 "I don't know. Maybe he slept somewhere else yesterday. He'd have to, wouldn't he?"

Oh no.

 "Chris...you don't...you don't think he'd...y'know, get back with his ex? Would he?"

He shrugs, "I don't know."

 "I hope not. Katrina will be devastated."

 "So there's that problem, plus the fact that Phil is completely stressing out about this wedding, even though they haven't got a date or anything. He hasn't slept for ages."

 "Really?" 

 "Yeah. Maybe you should talk to him?" Chris suggested.

 "Yeah. Yeah okay."

 "Oh and remember what I said the other day about us not rushing into marriage?"

 "Yes?"

 "Well..." He went down on one knee.

 "Chris..."

 "I'm just kidding," he smiles, pulling me into a hug.

 "Thank God," I smile into his jumper.

 "But I promise when I do it'll be all romantic, like they do it in movies and stuff."

 "Glad to hear it," I grin.

 "Sorry to interrupt the lovely tension, but have any of you seen Katrina?" PJ asks from the door.

I turn to face him, "She's at our flat. PJ, you've got a shit ton of explaining to do."

"I know. I'll explain later. I need to explain to her first."

He rushes out the door. I sigh and Chris hugs me tighter, kissing my head.

"Don't worry. I know what you're like when you worry," he smiles.