Author's Note: Ok, it's been forEVER since I updated but I've had exams and school and just blargh. But now it's the summer holidays! Yey! So I'm free to write! So yeah, here you go, chapter 5...remember to review:)
Chapter 5
It was a cold November morning when Will left Karen's mansion. The biting air caused his face to flush, but nothing could keep the smile from his face. As he walked through the hustle and bustle of New York City, gripping his coat tighter to his body, trying to keep the warmth in, he couldn't help but think about everything that had happened since yesterday. He just couldn't believe how his feelings had changed so abruptly towards Karen. She had always been a friend, someone he could talk to and she had felt the same towards him, but neither of them had realised their feelings ran this deep towards each other. Will made a quick stop into the nearest Starbucks to grab a coffee, hoping it would wake him up. The frosty air had certainly helped, but having had no sleep, Will needed an extra boost.
He and Karen had simply laid on the sofa in each others arms, talking until the sun came up. Neither of them had wanted to rush into anything yet, not when everything they were feeling was so new and fragile. Secretly, they had both debated this in their minds. They had never felt this way before, about anybody, and wanted to be together fully. But it was Karen who had stopped them before they became too carried away. "Not yet." She had said simply to Will, who had to fight with all his energy to keep his hands off her. But he understood. They didn't really know each other yet. Of course they knew each other as friends but their relationship side was completely unknown to each of them and they wanted do everything properly when what they felt was so strong.
Throughout the night, Karen had fallen asleep several times whilst lying in Will's arms and he had just watched her, not believing her beauty. 'How could I never have seen her in this way before?' he asked himself as he lightly traced a finger over her face as if to memorise each feature and imprint it on his brain. 'I can't screw this up.'
It was 8.30am when Will finally tore himself away from Karen's delicate sleeping frame and started to make his way home. As he had reached the door, Karen came up behind him and turned him round, kissing him.
"Not leaving without saying goodbye, are you?" she asked before kissing him softly again. For a split second, Will debated staying but he knew he had to get home to change before he left for work.
"I'll call you when I get to work, ok?"
She nodded and kissed him one last time before allowing him to leave.
As Will reached his apartment, he put his hand in his pocket for his keys and found his cell phone. '38 missed calls' the screen read. Will grinned, thinking they were from Karen already but he realised he was wrong when he opened the front door.
"Where the HELL have you been?"