Chapter 11

Well as promised here's the next chapter! Also I promise that the next chapter will be on by tomorrow night. Sorry for this slow update. It took a long time for me to write this. Hope you enjoy it :) xx

It was now Saturday night, and Carla was in the back room of the Rovers with Michelle. They were having a gossip over a brew.

"Soooo, anything new regarding Mr Barlow and you?." Michelle questioned Carla as she giggled.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you Michelle but no, we have not slept together." Carla replied rather bluntly making Michelle laugh.

"Oii, I didn't ask that." Michelle laughed.

"Well you might as well of," Carla answered, "but we did have a brief moment on Thursday night.."

"Well come on then 'Car! Spill.."

"Well basically, I was walking down Coronation Street and he was coming out of the Rovers.."

"Yeah.. and.."

"We got talking.. and then we kissed." Carla said as she took a sip of her coffee.

"And nothing else happened?."

"No, I told him that he whole thing that was going on between him and me had to stop, and that is was going to end there and then."

"Well why did ya say that for?," Michelle replied rather confused. "You were in for a good catch there."

"Oh I know 'Chelle.."

"Well what are 'ya playing at then Carla?."

"I'm letting him stew for a bit. Panick him. It will be worth it in the end." Carla said as she winked at Michelle.

"So you're just playing games? God 'Car you can be tight at times ya know." Michelle giggled.

"It's all part of the game 'Chelle. I even let him think on Thursday night a few hours before we kissed that I was on a date with Tom. You know Tom, from Leeds. We agreed on a big deal yesterday afternoon on the phone?."

"Oh yeah.."

"Well him. Of course we weren't on a date. We were just talking over dinner about the order, and he had to leave when we was 'bout to eat. An emergency or something. Anyway that's how I saw Peter in the street. Oh 'Chelle you should of seen his face. Peter I mean! His face just fell when I told him I was going on a date with him."

"Ahh bless 'Car! But I'm serious.. Don't let these silly games go on for much longer.. just in case you might lose him for good. He's a decent guy, and I think he really likes you."

"Well, I'm starting to fall for him as well.. but there's no harm in playing hard to get is there? I might go and see him later on actually.. tell him everything."

"Ahh.. well he won't be there tonight."

"How do ya know 'Chelle?."

"He's going out on the town with the lads tonight. He should be in the bar right now I should imagine, they were meeting here at 7. Go and have a word with him now." Michelle said trying to encourage Carla.

"No! I'll go see him tomorrow. I don't wanna ruin his night."

"And how are ya going to do that?.. by telling him that you really like him? Don't be silly 'Car! Go on.."

"Ok then." Carla said as she got up from the sofa. "I'll be back in a bit.

As she walked from the back room of the Rovers and towards the bar, she paused for a moment. She saw all of the lads standing by the bar the other side of the Rovers.

As she walked out and leaned behind the bar, she tapped Peter's arm and her turned round, facing her. He looked absolutely gorgeous tonight. His naturally tanned skin showing perfectly as he wore a smart black shirt with short sleeves, showing his biceps. She wanted nothing more than to lean in there and then and kiss him fully on the lips. She brought herself back to her senses and said,

"Look Peter, could I have a quick word?."

"Well is it important? Because we are about to leave for town now.."

"Look it doesn't matter.. you go." and with this, she turned around and she headed back into the back room where Michelle was awaiting her.

Peter instantly regretted the way he had just spoken to Carla. He didn't mean it at all.

Carla walked back into the room Michelle was in and closed the door behind her, taking her seat back next to Michelle.

"Well.. How did it go?." Michelle asked Carla rather excitedly.

"Awful." Carla replied not looking at Michelle.

"Why what happened?."

"He hardly said anything to me."

"What?."

"Yeah.. I asked him if I could have a quick word.. and he just asked if it was important as he was now off into town with the lads."

"What a flaming idiot." Michelle replied rather annoyed with Peter.

"I just told him to go.. I don't blame him really. I pushed him back the other night and told him that nothing was ever going to happen between us again. It's my fault, and now.. he wants nothing more to do with me.." Carla said as she began to cry.

"Oh 'Car! Come here.." Michelle said as she hugged her best friend.

A few hours later, the lads were in a nightclub in the middle of Manchester. They were all, including Peter were now drunk.. and they were all having a good time. Peter had drank more and more to try and forget the way he had spoken to Carla earlier in the Rovers.

A few minutes later, a blonde walked past Peter and smiled. He smiled back at her. There was no denying, she was gorgeous, but she wasn't Peter's type. Tonight.. he was just looking for someone to have a bit of fun with, and also to take his mind off of Carla.

A bit later, the blonde had come to talk to Peter and she was now standing next to Peter by the bar. They had been talking for quite a bit now. He had found out that she was 30 years old, single and she was called Sarah. Soon, talking turned into flirting and he had bought her a drink. Flirting had then turned into kissing, and as Peter was getting to know Sarah a bit better, Steve tapped him on the shoulder and said..

"Look Peter mate, were heading off back to the Rovers now.. It's 11.30pm now and we can finish the night off in the Rovers.. what dya say? But of course if you wanna stay here that's fine. I just thought I would ask ya since the taxi's are on the way.."

"Ohh i'll be out in a minute mate." Peter answered as Steve nodded then walked back towards the rest of the lads.

"Listen Sarah, I've got to go with these home. I've got a son who will be waiting for me to pick him up first thing in the morning from his grandma and grandad's house," Peter lied. "Give me your number and i'll text ya yeah?." And with this the blonde wrote down her mobile number on a piece of hanky before putting it into Peter's pocket, then kissing him on the cheek before she walked away. Peter then walked towards Steve and the other lads. He now felt a bit guilty. He wasn't planning on texting that girl again. It was Carla that he truly liked, and nothing or no one was going to change that for him any time soon. He figured that he would ring Carla tomorrow and talk to her properly, and also apologize for the way that he had spoken to her.

"Eyy Peter mate! How can ya manage to pull a bird like that?." Tommy laughed as Peter looked at him rather smugly, trying to hide the fact that he had no interest in the girl whatsoever and it was Carla who he truly longed for.

"What can I say mate? I must have something that you clearly ain't got." He said smirking slightly as Tommy's face dropped a little.

Less than an hour later and the lads were arriving back at Coronation Street.

"Right lads!," Steve shouted. "Last orders at the Rovers, Let's Go!." and with this, everyone followed Steve into the Rovers. Peter was the last to go into the Rovers. He Stood on the pavement outside for a moment taking his phone out of his pocket and scrolling down to Carla's name. He was planning to phone her, but decided not to as it was way past midnight and he didn't want to wake her if she was asleep. It would have to wait until morning. Unknown to Peter, Carla was also in the Rovers but in the back room sharing a bottle of wine with Michelle.

As the lads were in the Rovers in the middle of their pint, Steve walked through to the back room to see his girlfriend. He didn't expect to see Carla there, but he didn't mind. He knew that Carla and his girlfriend were best friends.

"Alright Babe?," Michelle said to Steve as he walked through the door and kissed his girlfriend. "You had a good night?."

"Smashing 'Chelle. Everyone enjoyed themselves, oh and as for Peter. Well he pulled a cracking bird in the nightclub!." Steve replied not knowing that Carla held some feelings for Peter.

"Oh aye," Michelle said trying her best not to act suspicious and also not trying to upset her best friend as she gathered that Carla didn't want to know what Peter had been getting up to with another woman on a night out. "Where is he now then?."

"Oh he's having a pint with the rest of the lads in there. He left the girl he was with in the nightclub, think he's got her number though. Anyway I was just wondering if you wanted to join us for last orders.. oh and Carla of course."

"Maybe we'll come out in a bit babe." and with this Steve kissed Michelle again before walking out of the back room and into the bar, closing the door behind him. As soon as Steve had closed the door, Carla broke down crying again.

"Right I'm going to sort this out once and for all." Michelle said rather angrily as she got up from the sofa and made her way towards the door.

"Look 'Chelle, Please just leave it. It was my own fault for playing games."

"I'm not letting him treat you like this Carla. No Way!." and with this, Michelle walked through the door on the hunt for Peter.

She soon found him a couple of minutes later in the back of the Rovers sitting on the bench outside with his fag.

"Eyy!," Michelle said as she closed the back room door of the Rovers behind her and walking towards Peter standing right in front of him. "I want a word with you!."

"What's up Michelle?." Peter asked her rather confused.

"It's about you and Carla."

"Me and Carla?." Peter said trying to act as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Yes you and Carla! Don't worry, she's told me everything."

"Oh that.."

"Oh yeah that Peter!," she replied rather angrily. "Dya know that she's been in the back room with me all night crying her eyes out after the way you spoke to her earlier."

"Yeah I know Michelle, I was out of order! Look, I need to talk to her. Is she still in there?."

"Yeah she is. Crying her eyes out."

"Well let me talk to her." he said trying to get past Michelle, but she stopped him.

"Woah! Not so fast. She's now not only crying for the way you spoke to her, but she's crying harder now because of what you've been doing tonight!."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're a good liar aren't ya. Steve told me well AND CARLA that you pulled a rather good looking bird tonight.. well I can see the marks on you're face as well.. " Peter knew what she meant. The lipstick mark on his face that Sarah had left when she kissed him goodnight on his cheek. He rubbed the lipstick mark off of his face before continuing..

"Look Michelle! With all due respect, It's got nothing to do with you. This is between Carla and me."

"It's got everything to do with my if you're lying to Carla. Ohh yeah and hurting her!."

"Please Michelle," he said getting rather impatient. "Just let me talk to her."

"Just answer me one question.. Do 'ya like her?."

"I totally adore her 'Chelle!," he answered her truthfully. "I would even go as far as telling you that I love her. I know that that sounds silly because we've only been seeing each other a couple of weeks, but that's how she makes me feel! I know I've messed up big style tonight I know that, but please. Give me this chance to tell her how much she means to me.."

"Don't let her down Peter.."

"I promise you on my life that will never happen again.." he replied getting a bit teary.

"You better go inside then," Michelle said softening and moving to the side to let Peter inside. "And just for the record, I don't think she meant a word she said the other night to you, about not wanting anything else to happen between the pair of you.. I think the feeling is mutual between both of ya."

"Cheers 'Chelle." he whispered and then walking through the back door and walking towards the living area door. He clenched his fist and he knocked on the door..

Well guys! That was the longest chapter I've ever wrote. And i hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks for reading. :) xo