Chapter 6

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Sorry...just sorry! Yeah, umm, I haven't updated in nearly three bloody weeks. I'm so sorry! Life has been so hectic and I have just felt no motivation to write up until now. Updates may be fairly slow for the next week so apologies in advance. But anyway...lets just get into chapter 6.Oh and TYSM for 200 reads!!! Enjoy...or don't.


Marley's POV:

Sunlight beamed into the small living room, golden rays of sun creeping through the gap in my curtains. Slowly, I prised my eyes open and attempted to adjust to the brightness, fluttering my eyelids. 

There was something different about my settings in which I woke up in. Something very different, however I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Sleepily scanning the room, I finally came to the realisation that I wasn't in my bedroom. I was in fact in my living room, lay down on my soft couch with a blanket covering me.

At first I had no recollection of falling asleep on the sofa, in fact I was deathly sure that I had gotten all cosy in my bed last night and watched Netflix. That was until I saw something on my glass coffee table that instantly caught my eye. A singular piece of white paper weighted down by a pair of expensive looking sunglasses that I knew I didn't own. Blinking my still sleepy eyes a little more, I reached out for the sheet of paper. As I did so, I noticed that I was still enrobed in my oversized pyjama sweater. Another very odd finding as I never slept in my pyjamas, just my underwear. 

Leaning back against the arm of my couch, I started to scan the piece of paper. It was a note that read:

Marley,

Sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye but I forgot I have some press to do today. Anyway it would have been fucking awkward if you saw me this morning. I was and still am a fucking mess! I honest to god don't remember anything from last night so I hope I didn't do anything stupid. Text me when you wake up, we can meet tonight if you fancy. I left my number at the bottom incase you don't have it. Thanks for letting me stay at your gaf. 

Noel XX

My heart sunk as soon as I had read the letter, every single memory of last night flooding into my head. Last night had been perfect for me, that wasn't the reason I was upset. No, the reason I was upset was because Noel claimed he didn't have a clue what had gone on yesterday. Therefore meaning he had no memory of kissing me or admitting he loved me! By the end of the note I was fighting to hold back tears. There he went again, messing with my emotions. I seriously couldn't tell as to wether Noel was a blessing or a curse. He was like a drug, he had a euphoric effect on you for a little while but he would leave you feeling like shit!

Frustratedly,I threw the note back down onto to the table and tipped my head back, nearly choking on the sea of tears I was keeping locked behind my hazel eyes. 

"Why the fuck d'you have to do this to me Gallagher?"I uttered to myself whilst shaking my head slowly. 

I remained lay on my sofa for a matter of minutes, cocooning up in my warm blanket and staring out of the window via a tiny gap in my beige curtains. My head was whirring at a million miles per hour, thought after thought passing through my brain. I was mostly thinking about wether I should even text him as he had told me to, did I even want him in my life? Of course I did! Ever since I read the note I had the underlying urge to message him and arrange somewhere to meet. I wanted to talk again, maybe the kiss wasn't a mistake. It was always a possibility?

Snaking my hand out from under the blanket, I grabbed my phone from of the table. There was only one notification visible when I opened it up, a message from Cheryl. I hadn't even heard from her since her date so it was most odd that she texted me. I wasn't even sure up until this point wether she was alive or not. 

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