Him ; Bastille

Different Kind of Morning ; 11

Just like yesterday I wake up without knowing the time. It's still weird not to hear the alarm clock ring when you're expecting it too. All I have to do is sit up in bed and I remember everything. That I'm not in my mouldy apartment anymore, there's not a single spider in this room...that this is my new home. I smile. I haven't felt this...happy in a long-long-long time. But it's a nice pleasant feeling, that's when I get out of bed and stick my top on from yesterday. I then open the door, but as I do I hear Kitty whisper.

"I'm so glad that you're okay. I've been freaking out..." it must her her hero of a brother. I probably should creep my way into the bathroom to give them privacy. "Nothing has really happened. Except for this guy..." or I could perv on her for a second longer. I mean I haven't perved on her...I just watched her during lessons we had together, otherwise I left her alone and stuff. I'm not a total fucking weirdo. "Leave him alone. Oh my god...I hate you sometimes." She laughs with a whisper. I can't see her face, all I can see is the dark oak bathroom door which is directly in front of mine. But I can tell in Kitty's voice that she is smiling.

"Yes he has a name...no it isn't Brendon. Oh my god, shut up." He sniggers under her breath as I lean against my door and try not to smile, even though it is definitely more than likely she'll slag me off. I don't really give a shit though. "His name is Dan. Is he what? Oh he is definitely cute." Fucking hell. Oh my–did she seriously just say that? This is the best day of my life and it's only morning.

I should text Syd.

I need to make a move on Kitty. We both feel the same way! Wait...oh shit. What if she wasn't talking about me? Sure she said my name but that could mean that she's talking about me? I mean I'm not cute. So definitely not about me.

"How to describe him...um...he has deep blue eyes, he is skinny...buzzcut...long face...he has this one crooked tooth. He just seems happy all the time." Apart from the happy bit she is definitely talking about me. That's when the floorboard under the carpet creaks. I instantly close my eyes regretting the decision to move. "Hang on for a second..." she definitely heard that fuck up.

Quickly I shut my bedroom door and take off my top. I then dive onto my bed, seconds later Kitty opens up the door. I realise two things in a matter of seconds: the first being that Kitty has zero fucks about privacy, and the second thing being is that I hate being topless in front of anyone. I'd say that I hate my body that much...that if and when I fuck a prozzy it's going to be in the dark. Poor Kitty is going to be fucking scarred for life. "Morning..." she smiles. Her phone isn't in her hands and her pastel pink silk robe doesn't have pockets, maybe she left it in the other room? "Morning." I smile whilst acting like I've just got up.

Kitty then blushes pink in the cheeks. "I...er-" she's lost for words too. I sit up and self consciously cross my arms, this is not a good look for anyone. "You?" I ask, my voice trailing off at the end. "Sorry...the wine last night got to my head." She literally only had one glass. I on the other hand finished the fucking bottle. "Right..." I whisper as we awkwardly stare at each other in silence. It's not awkward...more comical than anything.

"I just wanted to say...that the professor called up everyone, apparently his wife fell ill so everyone gets the weekend off." At this point uni is useless. My professors are always not showing up or whatever, I know most people take it as a blessing — but I want to do well for myself. Fuck knows why, because I want to either work around film or music...that is a bit of a push. The music industry is pretty tight and reviewing films my age is like a criminal offence. No one will take me seriously.

"Wicked. I guess I'll...be...here then?" I nervously laugh as Kitty then points to me, "or you can...come shopping with me and help me find a new dress?" I know I should decline since I honestly know fuck all about pretty dresses but...she fucking likes me. After all what she's done for me, I can't say no. "Sure." I sweetly say as I nod my head.

With that Kitty psychotically smiles before she points backwards towards the door. "See you...in a bit then?" I nod my head reassuring her once again. Finally Kitty smiles and leaves the room pretty excitedly. I can feel that something big between us is coming...