Ola! I hope you've enjoyed the first two chapters so far! Here's chapter 3 :)
Chapter 3 - Sonic Senses
I stared down at the piece of paper in my hand. Was I dreaming?
'Keira, what's that?' Emily got up to sit next to me so that she could peer over my shoulder at the scrap of paper that I now noticed was an old Starbucks receipt. Huh, caramel latte? That's what I always drink.
'Shit! Is that Mr Dimples' number?!'
'Uh, yeah. I guess so. What shall I do with it?' I was still staring at the numbers on the receipt like they were going to vanish as soon as I blinked. Uh, that reminded me of that Doctor Who episode. I mustn't blink. Jesus was that programme scary sometimes.
'Well putting his number in your phone would be a good start.' Emily reached over me to grab my IPhone from where it was sat on the table, proceeding to tap the numbers into my contacts under 'Mr Dimples'.
'There. Now you can call him once we're set up at the new flat. But for now, I think the next stop is ours so we better get ready.' Emily hopped back over to her seat to grab her bags. I only then realised that she had been sitting on my suitcase which now had a dainty bum-print on the top of it.
I could see the sign for Paddington station through the train window as I snapped back to reality.
'What? Oh yeah sure' I said, plastering a fake smile on my face. After all these years of wanting to move to London, now all I could think about was the boy in the skinny jeans and Muse T-shirt. What was going on?
No. I won't let anyone distract me from this day. I'd waited 5 years for this to come and I'm not going to let it go by in a haze.
I put my phone back in my pocket as I turned to pick up my bags from the seat next to me. God, I'd forgotten how heavy these suitcases were. What did I pack? A baby elephant?
'Here. Let me help you with that.'
I knew that voice. I turned round to see Mr Dimples, uh, I mean Dan (that was his name right?) grabbing my suitcases from where I'd dropped them into the isle when he startled me.
'Um, I'm okay thanks, honestly.'
He ignored me and lifted my bag onto his shoulder. Wow he was tall, he had to be at least 6ft 5in.
'Jesus Christ, Bubble-gum!' He was straining under the weight of the bright pink suitcase 'What have you got in here? You're whole house?'
'Basically' I replied. He looked confused as he indicated for me to walk in front of him with my other bag.
'I'm moving house' I explained 'That's why me and Em have so many bags. Most of our stuff is at the flat already but we didn't realise we had so much left at home until this morning'
I could see Emily from under Dan's arm giggling at the memory of us trying to fit a third of our apartment into four bags earlier this morning. It was no easy task.
'Ohh, that makes more sense'
We continued to walk off of the train as it stopped. Dan placed my bag onto the platform for me. He then turned to my flatmate.
'So your name's Em, right? I'm assuming that's short for Emily or Emma or something?' He questioned.
'Emily. But I prefer Em. It's quicker to say' Why was I feeling slightly jealous?
'Sounds fair enough to me. I'm Dan by the way, if you didn't already know from my note' he suddenly glanced to me, flashing a wink in my direction.
Yep. Fainting was a possibility right now.
'Now, Bubble-gum.' He said, turning to face me 'It seems you're the only one I don't know the name of. It's got to be something pretty, I'm sure of it'
Another wink? Seriously? Didn't he realise what he was doing to me?!
Shit. I haven't answered yet. Can I talk? Well I suppose I better give it a go.
'Uh, I, I'm Keira' Great. Good going there Keira. Make yourself look like an illiterate fool.
'Well, Keira' He was grabbing my hand, what was he doing. Shit, was he going to kiss my hand?
'It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance' He said bending over and brushing his lips across my knuckles. Yep. My ovaries definitely just exploded.
'Well you're very welcome' I replied with a curtsey. A curtsey?! What the fuck was I doing! I'm at a train station not a fucking ball! Dan looked up at me from his current position, giggling at my reaction. God, why did his laugh have to sound like angels singing?
'Well I suppose I better be off' Dan said straightening up to his full height. What? Really? So soon? 'I've got to go meet my friend. He'll go mental if I'm late. Poor sod won't know what to do with himself, even if he is 5 years older than me' Dan smirked.
'Well thanks for all your help with the bags and everything. I'd have probably gone arse over tit trying to get off that train if it wasn't for you' It was very true. My balance was bad at the best of times.
'It was my pleasure. Don't forget to send me a text soon, yeah? Or call me or something? Me and my friend could show you two round London?'
'Sounds wonderful' Emily chirped.
'Great! Well I'll talk to you later then?'
'Definitely' I replied.
'See you around, Em' Dan leaned in to give Emily a one armed hug which she returned.
'Talk to you later Bubble-gum' He hugged me tightly before turning around to exit the platform.
As soon as he was a safe distance away I heard the little blue haired monster next to me squeal as she jumped up and down on the spot doing what I knew was her 'happy dance'.
'Oh. My. God. I totally ship it!' She blurted out through squeals. I started laughing at her.
'Ship what, you loser?' I said affectionately, wrapping my arm around her shoulders to try and stop her jumping. More and more people were beginning to stare in our direction.
'You two! You are like perfect for each other!'
'Do you really think so?' I didn't know about that. I mean sure he was drop dead sexy and we seemed to get along okay but I barely knew the guy. And why would he want me anyway?
'Yes! My Sonic senses are tingling' Emily exclaimed as she picked up her bags and marched toward the street.
Maybe London was going to be very interesting.
Voila! Chapter 4 should be out tomorrow so keep an eye out and tell me what you think so far! I also need one girl for a future chapter so send me your name and a description of yourself in the reviews and it could be you!
