Sian's POV
This Sophie girl that I've known for literally a few hours has now got her hands up my blouse and on my waist. Okay it was partly my fault for slipping, but seriously! It was nice of her to catch me though. I knew I should've buttoned the last 2 buttons at the bottom of my blouse! I'm not complaining about her though, she has warm hands on my freezing skin.
Suddenly I whip myself round and bore into her beautiful blue eyes. When I realise I'm actually staring at her, I move my feet awkwardly and look down to the floor, embarrassed. She quickly brings her hands away from my bare skin and apologises, clearly rushing it.
Strangely enough, I find it really adorable of her! I find her adorable actually. First she trusts me with her lesbian secret, gives me her jacket to keep me warm and then catches me when I fall.
We walk on to her house. I'm not sure which one is hers but I just follow Sophie and let her lead the way. She stopped in front of a nice looking house on the corner. It was number 4.
"Well, this is me," Sophie announced then turned to face me. I nodded, unsure of what else to do. "I'll err, see you round yeah," she continued, breaking the awkward silence.
"Yeah definitely," I smiled at her. She nodded then.
We both shuffled uncomfortably and, for one time tonight, she actually looked really shy towards me. Okay I admit it, she looked kinda cute! No I'm not a lesbian. I'm also not straight. I don't know what I am. I used to think I was straight but then I fell for my English teacher in College until I moved to the Weatherfield College. My English teacher was beautiful and so kind, all the lads were immature and she was just amazing. I actually thought I was in love with her but then I was knocked back to Earth when I met this other girl. She was horrible, nasty, manipulative and gorgeous. She overlooked and ignored me until we had to work together in Science when I realised how nice she was. Until I told her I was confused about my feelings, then everything erupted and it got round College. My English teacher found out that I fancied her and I got bullied to hell, so I left.
"Have you got a boyfriend?" I was completely knocked out of my daze by Sophie's question. I shook my head. "Why?"
"You seem to be the type that has every lad wrapped round her finger."
"And why would you think that?" I raised an eyebrow at her as she suddenly blushed.
"Because your, yanno' yeah," Sophie shyly stuttered. I got her point but wanted her to say it.
"No I don't know. I'm what?"
"Yanno'. Your err…nice."
"Nice, really!"
"You know what I mean!"
"Oh yeah, you think I'm hot," I laughed as she blushed once more.
"Arrogance! I just think you're nice," she explained. I nodded in a sarcastic way. I'm not really cocky and arrogant, I just find it really sweet and encouraging when someone thinks I'm pretty. I used to be a proper minger! (However that's another story!)
Sophie blushed even more and I can't deny, she was really cute. Whoever this Kim was, she's a lucky girl to have Sophie.
"So have you got a girlfriend?" she asked, her eyebrow raised like mine was. I grinned at her playfully.
"Well if you dump yours, I will have!" I joked.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean you dump Kim and go out with me! You know you want to!" she blushed an even deeper red. "And you don't even deny it!"
"Okay you're hot!" Sophie threw her arms up in exaggeration.
Sophie Webster thinks I'm hot, Sophie Webster thinks I'm hot, Sophie Webster thinks I'm hot, Sophie Webster thinks I'm hot. Sorry, just let me process this information! This time, I blushed.
"So you'd break up with Kim to snog me?" I sniggered. She looked at the floor then shrugged. "Wow, your being serious!" Sophie looked up at me, clear annoyance in her beautiful eyes.
"This isn't funny. I don't know what to do," she said seriously. Sudden mood change.
"What's up? You seemed so laid back."
"Nothing. It's…nowt."
"Tell me."
"No."
"Why not?"
"I don't want to. I better be getting in," Sophie announced then began to turn. Reaching for her wrist, I grabbed her lower arm and pulled her round to face me. That's when I saw a tear in her eye.
"Hey, what's up Soph?" I asked. I held her shoulders and squeezed them in a comforting way. She shook her head then struggled to get out of my grip. "I'm not letting go until you tell me why you're upset," I pressed. That's when a few more tears fell and she sniffed.
"Do you wanna' come inside then?" Sophie asked, signalling towards the building behind her. "It's a long story."
Nodding, I let her lead me into number 4. She opened the front door and stepped inside as I stepped in afterwards. Removing our shoes and putting them on a rack, we walked into the living room. It was comforting and homely. There were loads of photos round the room, some of Sophie, some of Rosie and some, of what I expected, her parents.
Sophie picked up a tissue then wiped her eyes, sniffing up again. "Do you wanna' brew?" she asked, smiling at me.
"Here, let me get it. You sit down," I demanded as she did as I told her. I walked into the kitchen. "Let me guess. Tea? Yes, no sugar? No, err, one sugar? Yeah!" I found the cups, milk, tea bags and sweeteners then made us both a cuppa. She thanked me and I took a seat next to her on the sofa.
"Are you sitting comfortably?" Sophie asked taking a sip of the hot liquid. I snuggled into the cushion a bit more, nodded then sipped my brew a bit. "Okay. I don't usually tell people this so don't go round spreading it or I'll kill you. Let's get started. A few years ago, my mum she, err, she got err, c – c – cancer," Sophie began. Suddenly I thought the worse. I shot up straight on the sofa.
"Ohmigosh, has she got cancer again?" I half – shouted, nearly spilling my brew. Sophie shook her head then sniffed again.
Settling back into the sofa, I let Sophie carry on with the story.
"Basically my life is falling apart, everything is going wrong," Sophie explained reaching for another tissue. I nodded for her to go on. Sophie tried a smile. "If I tell you, please don't tell anyone."
"I won't. I promise," I said.
"Okay. I don't fancy Kim anymore. Well, I never did fancy her. I just – I just need someone to be with me then I don't feel as alone," she explained.
"Alone with what?" I asked. A few more tears pricked at her eyes then they came heavier. I tossed her the tissues and she caught them, balling her eyes out into them. "Hey, hey it's okay. If your heart's not in the relationship, nothing is. You can't help it. You'll always have me as a friend and your family, whatever it is," I reassured helpfully.
Sophie looked up at me, her eyes nearly bloodshot from crying. That's when I wrapped my arms round her neck and pulled her into me. (Our brews were on the table). She placed her hands on my waist a bit awkwardly. I tried to make her see it was okay to touch me so I pushed her into me even more and held her tighter. She pulled back slowly. "What's up?"
"I just want somebody to love me," Sophie admitted. Aww, how sweet. Swooning at her words and attitude, I smiled at her.
"What is it, Soph?" I pushed gently. She breathed in and out very slowly, closed her eyes then opened them slowly. After composing herself, she leant back, stared deeply into my eyes then opened and closed her mouth like she was trying to speak but it wouldn't come out. Finally she took a long gulp of her tea. I just let her speak when she was ready, I wouldn't rush her. I can be caring you know.
Again Sophie stared into my eyes and her lips parted slightly. A tear tricked down her cheek. I stroked her shoulder as if to reassure her. Breathing deeply, she placed her hands next to her on the cushion, her eyes never leaving mine.
"I've got cancer."