Chapter six
Will paced up and down with the phone in his hand. He dialled the first 3 digits before putting it down again. There was no way he had the courage to phone her. He saw her every day at work and spoke to her. But he also spoke to Allan, John, Eve and Marian. But this was different, he didn't love them. He loved Djaq. As he said it to himself he found the guts to call her. After what felt like half a life time, someone picked up at the other end.
'Hello?'
'Is…is that Djaq?'
'No!' the girl giggled, 'It's Saffia. I'll get her for you'
'Ok, thanks,' Will could feel his palms sweating. The line went quiet as the eleven year old went to find Djaq.
'Hey'
'Djaq?'
'Yeah, sorry about my sister. She likes to be grown up and answer the phone'
'Like you?'
'I suppose'
'Anyway, I was wondering if you were free tonight?'
'Yes, I'm free,' was he really asking her out?
'Well I thought you might like to come over and watch Dr Who with me tonight. And I'd do Anything' he added, not admitting he was crazy about the show.
'Only is we can sing along with the Nancys'
Will laughed; he did the same!
'Absolutely! Who do you want to win?'
Djaq thought for a moment before replying,
'Jessie. Not too old, not too young and a good voice with a pretty accent. What about you?'
'Jodie,' Will didn't miss a beat, 'she is so much fun and has great stage presence'
'Whatever! Jessie all the way! Ok, I'll be round about 6 o'clock'
'Cool, see you then. Bye'
Will hung up and looked at his flat, he was gonna need to have a serious tidy up!
Saffia sat on the bed as Djaq held up various tops. Saffia shook her head at all of them.
'Djaq, this is the guy you fancy, the guy you talk about non stop'
'Not non stop' she insisted
'Whatever!! You have to look amazing, drop dead gorgeous. None of your clothes are like that, they're all too safe, too old ladyish. Got anything other than jeans and dull t-shirts?'
Djaq shook her head,
'Only my work stuff'
'For someone who writes the fashion pages you sure do suck at it yourself!'
'Hey, I know what's cool…I just can't afford it'
Saffia sighed and heaved herself off the bed. She flung open the doors to her sister's wardrobe and started looking through the array of clothes.
After a few minutes she pulled out a short black skirt and ordered Djaq into it. Reluctantly, she agreed. She stood in her skirt and bra while her sister kept looking. She pulled out a white halter neck from the very back of the closet and handed it to her older sister. Djaq started to put it on.
'Wait!' Saffia's voice rang out, 'we need to choose a sexy bra first'
Djaq was mortified, this was her eleven year old sister for god's sake!
'Why, he won't see it? My white work one is fine'
'Are you kidding? You need a bra that will hold up what little breasts you have'
Djaq looked at her chest, she had to admit: it wasn't much to shout about.
'Besides,' continued her sister, 'of course he'll see it. He's a man, you're a woman. Can I make it any more obvious? So, I like that yellow one with the lacy bits'
'So do I, but Will's not like that'
'Trust me: he is! There's no harm in making an effort is there'
'I suppose not' sighed Djaq as she pulled the un-worn bra from her dresser and sent her sister out while she changed.
The doorbell rang and with a sudden fluster of nerves, Will opened it. Standing there was a vision of beauty. Her short skirt showed off her sleek chocolate coloured legs and her top clung to her in a very attractive way.
'You should dress like this more often!'
'You don't look so bad yourself, Will Scarlett' she eyed him up and down taking in his red shirt and tight blue jeans. She smiled and, in turn, so did he.
'Have you eaten yet?'
'No, not yet'
'Ok, because I've got a pizza in the oven that you're welcome to share'
Djaq nodded shyly, she was starving.
Djaq sunk into Will's soft blue sofa and he handed her half a (slightly burnt) pizza. He plonked down next to her and turned the telly on. The end theme of 'the Kids are all right' blared out and Djaq settled in her seat.
Dr Who started up as Djaq tucked into her pizza. She looked around for a knife and fork but saw Will fold the hot pizza in half and eat it like a sandwich. She tried to do the same but cursed herself loudly as she realised just how hot the pizza was. She spluttered as she spat the pizza out, Will rushed to get her a glass of water. Between sips, she thanked him.
This week's Dr Who was a murder mystery set with Agatha Christie. The couple (if that's what they were) laughed at Donna's expressions and tried to work out how it would all end. By the end of the episode they both felt so relaxed and at home with each other and ready to sing along to I'd do Anything. Djaq decided to go first and got up to sing. It was Jodie singing 'Holding out for a hero', one of her favourites of all time. She knew all the words and was note perfect. Will clapped as the song came to an end. He was dreading following that performance. It was Rachel and her choice of song was impossible, especially for a man to sing. She'd chosen 'I will always love you'. He shot Djaq a pained look so she got up and started to duet with him.
An hour and a bottle of wine later, the show came to an end and the pair collapsed onto the sofa in hysterics and out of breath. They'd sung and danced to every song and had enjoyed it.
Suddenly Will turned to Djaq and looked deeply into her eyes. She met his gaze. She brought her hand up to kiss neck and kissed him. Softly at first but she fell deeper into his lips until she was lost in the heavens. They broke away and smiled.
'You might as well stay the night for the result show tomorrow' Will stated. But Djaq didn't reply. She just kissed him again.