Effie, a University student living in Manchester and her best friend of 8 years, Jasmine, take a trip down to London to see their friends. After far too many run ins with the same mysterious girl, Effie finally engages with her and they both soon re...
Effie's P.O.V I woke up to the sunlight shining through the open curtains of my room and the second i opened my eyes, the unsurprising hangover made itself known. Looking back on the previous night, i barely remember anything. All i know is I drank way too much and someone clearly managed to get me home. Who was that? I tried to recall who took care of me whilst i got up and showered. It was only when i heard Jamie talking to Shane in the room next to mine that i remembered; she was the one who looked after me. The memories of the party came flooding back and i remembered Jamie shouting at some guy, getting me home and helping me get changed. There was something else, but i couldn't remember what. I walked out into the living area, my head throbbing so i went for a glass of water and some paracetamol. As i took the tablets, Jamie walked into the room and laughed at the sight of me. "How're you feeling?" she asked still giggling. "fucking awful. I'm so sorry for the state i was in last night, thank you for getting me home safe"i replied sincerely, too embarrassed to make eye contact. "So do you remember much?" "uh no not really" i said. "Oh" Jamie replied with a weird look on her face as i glanced at her. "Oh shit. why, did i do something embarrassing?" i asked concerned that i did something awful. "No haha, you just drank a bit too much" she sounded nervous and her cheeks were a light shade of pink. Something told me she wasn't telling me what i did. I remember getting in, then asking Jamie to help me get changed. That's a little weird but it's normal for people to change in front of each other, especially in the state i was in. Then she helped me into bed and left.... i think? Fuck. I remembered. I kissed her?! Oh god i have to say something. Opening my mouth to apologise, i looked up and saw that Jamie had walked off whilst i was reminiscing on the previous night.
Jamie's P.O.V It's kind of annoying that Effie doesn't remember what happened last night. I don't wanna make things awkward so i won't say anything; part of me just wished she'd remember. I mean, it clearly didn't mean anything. She was so drunk and is straight, it was just the alcohol making her do it.
"So, it's your last full day in London. what do you three wanna do today?" Shane asked me, Effie and Jasmine. "honestly i don't care, as long as it's something quiet" Effie replied holding her head and we all laughed. She looked over at me and looked so nervous. Shit does she remember? "Why don't we go out and get something to eat then? it might help your hangover getting some food in you, Effie" i directed at her trying to at least get her to talk to me. "ok" she said bluntly not even looking up. I rolled my eyes and got up to get ready. Normally i don't care what i look like but i felt different today. I felt the need to impress Effie or at least catch her attention. Shit am i falling for her? No, i can't. She's straight. I let out a sigh and picked out an outfit from my suitcase.
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Taking a quick look at myself in the full length mirror, i walked out and into the living area. "Ready? I'm hungry." i claimed to everybody sat on the sofa. "yepppp, lets go" shouted Nathan. Him and Shane were always so excitable; it entertained us to say the least.
Effie's P.O.V When we got to the restaurant, the waitress seated us at a round table andShane and nathan took a seat next to each other. They were inseparable; kind of the boy version of Jasmine and I. Jasmine sat next to Shane and me next to her, meaning Jamie sat next to me and Nathan. I felt bad for kissing her and i knew she remembered considering she didn't even drink much last night. We both knew what i did and she was trying to act normal but i couldn't even look her in the eye. There's no way on earth I'd have the confidence to do something like that sober. Maybe she'll understand that? I don't wanna creep her out.
Whilst waiting for our food to arrive-i ordered the lasagna- i decided to go to the toilet, mainly to just get away from the awkwardness around Jamie and I. Just my luck. She's also decided to go to the toilet. I stood washing my hands as she walked out of a cubicle and towards the sink to the right of me. I glanced up and made eye contact with her in the mirror, not saying a word. "Hey Effie, i think we need to talk about last night" she said nervously. "What about last night?" i asked, not wanting to be the one to bring it up. "You don't remember?" She trailed off. "I didn't at first, but now i do. I'm so sorry. I was so drunk and i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, i'm sor-" i apologise before being interrupted by her. "Stop, Effie. You didn't make me uncomfortable. It just confused me. I know you're straight and you wouldn't have done that sober. Seriously don't worry about it." She reassured me with a smile. "I'm not ... straight?" "wait what? Oh sorry i thought you were" she apologised with a smile on the corner of her lips. Shit i wanna kiss her again. She took a step closer to me and the silence surrounding us was enough for us both to hear my heart beating a million miles an hour. Now a foot away from my face, she placed her left hand on my cheek and moved even closer...
