Still Unexpected

Chapter Twenty One

Katrina's P.O.V

 "So do I..." I say, looking at Chris sympathetically.

 "I guess we can go to sleep now," Phil says.

We'd all stayed up late, not wanting to go to sleep in case Daisy wasn't able to and needed us.

Chris nods, "You staying?"

He's looking at me before glancing at PJ and back again. I want to go home because I'd have to sleep on the floor or sofa, I would probably be allowed to sleep in PJ's room but since the fact we had agreed to go our own separate ways I didn't think it such a good idea, yet no one else knows we'd split. However I want to stay because I feel I should be here for Daisy in the morning.

 "I should probably check on the flat...but I don't want to leave Daisy.."

 "Well I've got her, I can ring you if she needs you or anything."

I nod slowly, and say goodnight to everyone. I kiss PJ on the cheek and head out. I feel like I really shouldn't be leaving but I'm already out the door. I ring for a taxi because I'm too tired to drive, and driving when you're tired is dangerous. I just hope the cabbie isn't like the one from Sherlock.

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I thank and pay the taxi driver, he was a bit confused when I got in the taxi at first because I guess he was expecting a drunk, and I think he was a little relieved that I wasn't.

I yawn as I enter the building, I don't know what time it is. I look at my phone, it's pretty late, basically morning. I think about texting Chris about Daisy, but I don't even know what I'd say - maybe drive me back I feel lonely?

I shove my phone into my pocket and I look to the door by me. It belongs to Fionn. I want to knock on it and before I can stop myself I do.

Now in the dark I feel really anxious. Why'd I do that? I've distrupted the silence.

I knock louder.

Stop it, Katrina! Go to bed!

I hear movement from behind the door and I see Fionn, he rubs his eyes sleepily, his hair is a little messy. He wears a T-shirt and sweatpants to bed? Oh man, he looks so cute.

 "Katrina?" He asks, squinting at me. His voice is a little croaky.

I just hug him because right now that's all I need. All I need is a hug. I need someone, and that someone happens to be the Irish bloke who lives in the same building as me. I feel really guilty for ditching the sad and sleeping Daisy to hug him, but it kind of subsides as he hugs me back. I feel so safe.

I hug him for a long time before he shuts the door behind us.

 "What are you doing here?" He seems confused and a little more awake.

 "I needed a hug, some stuff happened this afternoon and I've only just come back and I'm really tired. Sorry, Fionn," I explain.

 "It's okay," he says. "Sorry about earlier, by the way."

He's closed his eyes, he seems to be having a hard time keeping them open.

 "I told you it's fine, you don't need to feel guilty."

I think he's trying to smile? I'm not sure, he opens his eyes and blinks at me sleepily. He takes my and walks me to his bedroom, I'm too tired to pull away and head upstairs so I follow. I've never actually been in this room before and I can't what it looks like because it's so dark. I let's go of my hand and climbs into bed. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do, so I kind of just stand there looking at the faint outline of a bed.

 "Get into bed, you eejit," he mumbles.

I do as he says and clamber into the warmth, I'm falling asleep already.