Wonderland (Sequal to Keeping It Up For The Cameras)

Chapter 14

I gave myself another once over in the mirror checking what I was wearing again, simple yet elegant, tight but not tart-like, it was the perfect combination of it all. A black dress skater dress which seemed to be fitted my body falling around my lower thigh, with three-quater length sleeves so not to show off my arms which I didn't want to do. Accessorised perfectly so it wasn't too flashy but it wasn't so basic if someone saw me they'd think I was totally unfashionable, the whole outfit looked right for tonight. I was meant to be going to 'catch up' with some of my 'friends' from UCL before I dropped out. I don't know why they suddenly wanted to see me again but I had a real good feeling it might have something to do with my number one single and the fact that I was 90% sure they were still friends with my ex-boyfriend and they would no doubt try to force us back together if I became even slightly friendly with them again. I didn't really want to go seem them if I honest. Actually I wasn't sure why I agreed to it in the first place, it was either a pure exhaustion so I would've agreed to do anything or a tiny part of me wanted to rub in the fact that I was doing so well despite them telling me I wouldn't and that I was stupid for not getting my degree first, probably it was a mixture of both. The familiar annoying buzzing sound interrupted me as I tried to tye my hair up into a ponytail so I let out a frustrated sigh dropping my hair to let it fall down my back before going to see who was at my door.

"Hello?" I pressed the button on my intercom wondering who would even bother coming to my apartment at 9 in the evening.

"Hey Holly it's me...Erm I mean it's James," I heard James' voice and I let out a small sigh wanting to tell him to go or something. "I think I need to talk to you," he explained and I paused for a second not sure of what to do.

"I'll let you up then," I bit my lip before pressing the button to unlock the door for me. I sort of didn't want some big argument or conversation with him right now even though it would give me an excuse not to go out for drinks, dinner or whatever it was meant to be doing with my 'friends'. Both options though seemed a bit rubbish actually going out or talking to James seemed almost equally as hurtful and hard for me. I walked back to my bedroom taking out my pair of simple black heeled boots from my wardrobe and grabbing my iPhone before returning to the hall knowing that James was probably on the other side of the door by now. The knock at the door made me take in a deep breath still holding onto my shoes before softly walking down the hall to the front door checking through the peep hole that it was actually James, which of course it was, before pulling open the door.

"Hi," I forced a smile at him and he just stared at me blankly looking at me from head to toe probably shocked I was dressed up and not in my pajamas on twitter or something. "Earth to James." I let out a small sigh making him snap out of his weird trance.

"I need to talk to you," he finally said seeming oddly nervous.

"Oh...right..." I read his tone exactly. "Sure, do you want to come in or..."

"Can I?" he asked and I nodded stepping to one side for him and he came back into my apartment, probably for the first time in 6 months or so. I skillfully shut the door with my elbow before leading him into my living room and I sat down on my sofa placing my shoes on the floor and phone next to me on the sofa and James just watched me do this and I let out a sigh.

"You can sit you know," I tilted my head looking up at him.

"Right sorry," he blurted out before sitting down in the spot next to me.

"You wanted to talk then?" I asked looking at him slightly worried by how he weird was acting right now. A tiny part of me was hoping that this could be some romantic thing, the type that happens in the movies.

"Yeah erm..." he ran his hand through his hair as I slipped one of my feet into the boots. "It's a bit weird actually, probably awkward," he sighed whilst I tied the lace up on the boot. "Are you going somewhere or something?" he asked me stopping himself from carrying on and telling me why he was here. "Because I don't want to interupt you."