Hey all. I don't know what has happened - I seem to have acquired severe writers block! So, sorry if the next update isn't very good! Aware I am now behind the actual Storyline itself - as you can see my updates were slightly difference to the script.
'I need to see you' Carla texted Peter.
She waited by the viaduct for him. She was shaking slightly. Had she just made a massive mistake?
It didn't take long for Peter to arrive.
'Are you okay?' he asked, pulling her in for a brief hug, aware they had to be careful with public displays of affection.
'No, Peter, did I just make a mistake?' she asked.
'I don't think it helped you going round love. It just makes you look, I don't know, your worked up, come on, let me take you home' he said.
She nodded and they managed to creep away unnoticed.
Back at the flat they found themselves in a gentle, calm embrace on the sofa. Peter was stroking Carla's hair gently. He wanted her to relax, and drift of to sleep. He wished he didn't have to leave her.
Two days later.
'You going out?' Michelle asked Carla, who sitting at her desk, completely distracted and applying some lip gloss.
'Mmm?' Carla asked.
'Are you going out?' Michelle asked.
'Oh right, yeah, appointment with the bank manager, you know the guy in the suit who gives me ma allowance' Carla teased. She was excited about seeing Peter. The prospect of seeing him made her day worth while.
Michelle gave Carla a face as she pulled her coat on. She seemed jolly. Too jolly. She bounced away, a spring in her step.
Her buzzer went and she let Peter up. She hovered at the door for a while, he had his hands in his pocket and a cheeky grin. 'Oh darling, don't just stand there' Carla said, grabbing hold of his collar and pulling him inside. He kicked her door closed as she did so, responding to her fiery kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. He was glad she was in a good mood. With the upcoming trial, happiness was something that lay few and far between for her. He let his hands snake down her body, stroking her curves, and pulling closer. She let out a dirty giggle as his kisses found their way down her neck and along her collar bone.
'Stay the night with me?' she asked, fueled by this sudden passion.
He stroked the side of her face. 'You know I can't love, as much as I want to' he said.
She pouted, but soon resumed kissing. She had expected that answer.
He moved her to the couch, slowly their passion mellowed and the kisses slowed, and she found herself resting gently on his chest.
'Seeing your sponsor are you?' she grinned.
'Oh yes, my very, very sexy sponsor' he said kissing her nose.
'Leanne is unaware isn't she' Carla said, sighing slightly.
'Totally. She wanted to come with me, you know to see my 'sponsor', moral support and all that. She is being so..' he was cut of by Carla.
She closed her eyes, putting her hands over her ears. 'No, no, I can't deal with all that. Leanne and Simon. If I think about that.. I won't be able to cope Peter' she said.
'Sorry, I should have thought' he said reassuring her.
She silenced him with a kiss. 'It is all about me, and you, now' Carla said.
'I know Carla, but we might not talk about it.. the future' he said.
'Too right we don't' Carla said.
'But Carla. I love you. So much. I'm never giving up on you. Never' he said kissing her temple and closing his eyes as he soaked in the sheer bliss of his love for her.
She drowned in his promises. She could stay like this, with him, forever.
'I hate skulking around though Peter' she said.
'So do I. But we haven't got a choice. If only Michelle didn't live here' Peter said.
'Oi, I'll have you know that when your not here, which is most of the time, she is, and that's company. That's security' Carla said.
'I know, I'm sorry, I just wish we could... have the place to ourselves a bit more often' he said.
'How do you think I feel? I wish I could come round to yours without being caught. Come and visit you when your at work.. but we just can't' Carla said.
'Hmm' Peter said.
'What' Carla said poking him in the cheek.
'Well, it's a bit drastic.. but.. we could find somewhere, rent somewhere?' he suggested.
'What, like, for us?' Carla said.
'Yeah, somewhere we could meet up. Without the risk of being walked in on. Somewhere we could call our own, just for the next few weeks, our special little place' Peter said.
Carla smiled. 'I'd like that. Infact, I'd love it' she said shifting and moving herself on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pushing a strand of hair out of her face as she pecked him on the lips.
'I'll have a look tonight. Thank you' she said.