HEY!!!!!
A couple of people didn't like the ending of my other fic (When You Come
Around) but I kinda did. So 2 keep everyone happy, I wrote a sequel! This
way if u like the sad, dark ending u don't have 2 read the sequel but if u
like the happy, sunshiny ending go ahead read this one. but I suggest u
read the other one 2 cause otherwise it could get confusing! (The title is
from another Westlife song but it has nothing to with either -the song or
Westlife- just the title!)
When You Looking Like That (sequel to When You Come Around) Chapter 1 (Seeing Red)
'I can't believe what I just gave away, Now I can't take it back.'
Sora jabbed at the little red button on the radio of her car with the purpose of turning it off. Everything from the songs on the radio to the elevator at the hotel reminded her of Matt. As if that weren't enough, Melanie, her roommate, insisted that it was more than guilt eating away at her. Before this, Sora could find herself chuckling when she thought about how at least it wasn't love.
Sora was pulled from her state of contrition and self pity by the sudden change of the traffic lights' colour from amber to red. While waiting for it to change again, Sora scowled at the neon red light that would cause her to get home two minutes later tonight. However, as an unexpected thought sprouted in her mind, Sora's expression softened from one of affection to one of tenderness and affection.
However, just as abruptly, her expression changed back. Now, even the colour of traffic lights had her thinking of Matt and her guilty conscience. Oh yes! She thought as she realised why, the roses! That's what made her think of Matt when she saw red. Actually, when they has first met he had her seeing red after crashing his car into hers.
Finally, thirty-two minutes later, a tiresome Sora found herself climbing the stairs to her apartment after a hard day's work at the hotel. Once again she, with reason, had avoided the elevator of the building. Sora giggled quietly to herself - she had a phobia of elevators, but not exactly the same type as every other person who was afraid of elevators.
With a sigh, Sora unlocked her door and gently eased it open. She didn't want to wake Mel in case she was writing tomorrow. On arrival Sora carelessly dropped her bag on the nearest sofa. She slowly trudged her way toward the kitchen.
Quietly, she pushed the two swinging doors open with her shoulder. The doors looked exactly like the kitchen doors of Villamoura, a posh and popular restaurant in the area. Mel was studying to become an interior designer and when they had moved in together, she had decided that their apartment would be her first project. So, she had convinced Sora to let her put in the doors event though she was forced to, virtually, take out a bond on it.
As she entered the kitchen, Sora smiled slightly as she remembered the look on Mel's face when she has agreed. As she noticed what was in the kitchen, like candy stolen from a baby, the smile from Sora's face faded.
~ So there's chpt 1 4 u! Pleeeeeeeeze review! I'll even give u a rose, 4 FREE! @--^ *cough* MAGNUM! *cough* (horrible flu going round) I don't know, the little button's down here somewhere V V V
When You Looking Like That (sequel to When You Come Around) Chapter 1 (Seeing Red)
'I can't believe what I just gave away, Now I can't take it back.'
Sora jabbed at the little red button on the radio of her car with the purpose of turning it off. Everything from the songs on the radio to the elevator at the hotel reminded her of Matt. As if that weren't enough, Melanie, her roommate, insisted that it was more than guilt eating away at her. Before this, Sora could find herself chuckling when she thought about how at least it wasn't love.
Sora was pulled from her state of contrition and self pity by the sudden change of the traffic lights' colour from amber to red. While waiting for it to change again, Sora scowled at the neon red light that would cause her to get home two minutes later tonight. However, as an unexpected thought sprouted in her mind, Sora's expression softened from one of affection to one of tenderness and affection.
However, just as abruptly, her expression changed back. Now, even the colour of traffic lights had her thinking of Matt and her guilty conscience. Oh yes! She thought as she realised why, the roses! That's what made her think of Matt when she saw red. Actually, when they has first met he had her seeing red after crashing his car into hers.
Finally, thirty-two minutes later, a tiresome Sora found herself climbing the stairs to her apartment after a hard day's work at the hotel. Once again she, with reason, had avoided the elevator of the building. Sora giggled quietly to herself - she had a phobia of elevators, but not exactly the same type as every other person who was afraid of elevators.
With a sigh, Sora unlocked her door and gently eased it open. She didn't want to wake Mel in case she was writing tomorrow. On arrival Sora carelessly dropped her bag on the nearest sofa. She slowly trudged her way toward the kitchen.
Quietly, she pushed the two swinging doors open with her shoulder. The doors looked exactly like the kitchen doors of Villamoura, a posh and popular restaurant in the area. Mel was studying to become an interior designer and when they had moved in together, she had decided that their apartment would be her first project. So, she had convinced Sora to let her put in the doors event though she was forced to, virtually, take out a bond on it.
As she entered the kitchen, Sora smiled slightly as she remembered the look on Mel's face when she has agreed. As she noticed what was in the kitchen, like candy stolen from a baby, the smile from Sora's face faded.
~ So there's chpt 1 4 u! Pleeeeeeeeze review! I'll even give u a rose, 4 FREE! @--^ *cough* MAGNUM! *cough* (horrible flu going round) I don't know, the little button's down here somewhere V V V