Ta to Kat, Abii, laughter.is.the.best.medicine and as1999 for their continued reviewing. Here's the next chapter for you guys :P and sorry it's a whiley later than I said but yano :P I'm a dosy cow! Enjoy!
Once again, Emma woke in a strange bed not remembering quite how she ended up there. Looking around she saw Will lying still fully clothed on top of the covers next to her, his hand stretched out just covering hers, their fingers entwined together. "Will? Will wake up." Emma murmured as she turned to look at the clock face.
"Mmmm…what?" He grumbled back as he rubbed both hands across his face sleepily. "We're not meeting Paolo or Eugene today, we don't have to get up on time do we?" He added as he too rolled over to see the alarm clock.
"No…no I know its just…what happened once we'd left the club. I don't remember. All I know is I woke up here and you were lying fully clothed next to me…how did I get here?" Emma asked, a hint of panic in her voice.
Will sat up, pulling Emma in towards him. "Relax doll, I carried you up the steps from the car. You looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you so I just tugged off your jeans and top and put you under the covers. I sat out for a bit and then came back in and didn't want to disturb you so I just went to bed with all my clothes on, on top of the duvet." He said softly, his hand resting on her stomach as his arm was tucked around her back.
"Thank you. Now come on, lets live it large. We're young, free and single. We're in Rome and we've got the Super's credit card details! Lets get Room Service breakfast!" She giggled jumping up on the bed before she realised that she only had on her underwear and ran shrieking into the bathroom, picking up her freshly laid out clothes that were sitting on the chair by the wardrobe.
"Emma you knob, I've seen it all before!" Will shouted, hearing her still laughing from within the bathroom before the noise of the shower drowned it out. After ten minutes of the shower still running Will was getting desperate. "Emma! Emma I need the loo!" He said as he hammered on the door.
"Come in then…I'm still in the shower but it's all steamy so it's fine." Emma called back, pausing as she stood in the cubicle.
Pressing down apprehensively on the door handle Will walked into the steamed up bathroom, closing the door gently behind him as he looked around, trying to get his bearings in the pearly white mist. Emma paused a moment, seeing a shape moving and she deftly reached up grabbing the towel from the top of the shower rail, tucking it tightly around her as she emerged from the shower, peeking out around the side of it and giggling as she saw Will standing in front of the toilet. "Emma!" Will shouted, blushing and turning away from her making her laugh all the harder.
Running from the bathroom she collapsed in hysterics on the bed, covered only by her short towel. "I'm so gonna get your for that!" Will threatened jokingly as he lay down on the bed next to her. "You know you're a real meanie at times Miss Keane!"
"Yeah but you love me really." Emma laughed as she rolled over, picking herself up off the bed and heading back into the bathroom to get changed.
"Yeah…yeah you don't know how much." Will sighed to himself as he heard the door close, unbeknown to him; Emma was still listening, her head pressed to the side of the door as she strained to hear. Leaning heavily against it she slid to the ground. If she could turn back the clock then she would, right back to when Will had kissed her this time last June, when she'd pushed him off and gone home to Matt. Back to when she'd got back together with Matt. To when she'd gotten engaged to Matt. If she could, then she would happily erase Matt from her life all together but turning back the clock was impossible. Changing the future however was not. All she had to do was tell Will she loved him and everything would be just fine…or so she hoped.
Now the only question was how to go about it…how to go about getting him back.
"So…what do you want to do today?" Will asked as they wandered down the steps of the hotel and out into the warm Roman sunshine. Emma cast him a sidelong glance, smirking as he worked it out from her silence. "Not shopping!" He groaned, earning himself a slap on the arm.
"Come on pleasey weasy…just for an hour or so…then we can go grab lunch somewhere nice and do what you want to do I promise!" Emma pleaded, grabbing his hands and spinning him round.
Will pretended to look thoughtful for a moment before he grabbed her hand and they started running along the old cobbled street. Laughing loudly, they tore across the square and into the first shop they saw, Emma sliding straight over to one of the huge racks of clothing, pulling out bits and pieces and laughing as Will raised his eyebrows. After at least an hour minutes of intense trying on and pulling off clothes Emma settled for a pair of gorgeous jeans, a floaty white top and a pair of silver Jimmy Choo sandals.
"Ahh lunchtime." Will sighed contentedly as they walked off down the street, Emma swinging her bags happily on one arm.
"Do you ever think of anything but your stomach!" Emma giggled, bumping her hip into him gently.
"Yeah course. I think about lots of things but yes my stomach is at the top of the list!" Will retorted gleefully as he found a little pizzeria, grabbing one of the tables out the front and plonking himself into one of the available chairs.
After eating Emma sat back in her chair and smiled. "It's so lovely here. I wish we didn't have to work. Being a couple is so much hard trouble!" She said as she jokingly put her hand up to her forehead, feigning drama. Will kicked her under the table and she shrieked, grabbing her glass of water off the table and throwing it across him, soaking his t-shirt. "Oopsies!" She giggled as he pulled a face, tugging at his wet shirt.
"Emma you cow." He grumbled, laying down some money on the table as he got to his feet, indicating that she should do the same. "You've gone and got me all soaked." Will continued whingeing as they sauntered across the square and down a few back streets.
"Oh stop being a baby, if you're moaning so much then just take the top off. It's not like its cold or nothin'" Emma shot back and Will's head whipped round to look at her.
"You just want me to take my clothes off don't you?" He asked cheekily as he stopped in the middle of the street, peeling off the soggy t-shirt and tucking part of it into his jeans. Emma's jaw dropped as she noticed for the first time the well defined muscles on his stomach and how perfectly tanned and toned he really was. "Mouth closed please Emma, you'll swallow flies." Will smirked as he continued walking, leaving Emma lagging behind until she ran to catch up as Will walked down the steep flight of stone steps.
"Will! Will!" Emma gasped as she reached his side. "Will do you know where we are?" She asked, her arm brushing his sending shivers up and down her spine.
"Erm…Rome?" Will replied becoming slightly worried for his best friend as she appeared to be losing her mind.
"No silly. I know we're in Rome but this…here…it's the Spanish Steps!" Emma exclaimed happily.
"The most romantic meeting place in the world." Will quoted the travel guide, stopping and dropping himself down onto the steps right there, right then.
"I guess we'll have to just sit and wait for those perfect romantic people to come along and rescue us." Emma smiled as she sat down behind Will, her arms sliding around his waist automatically as she'd become so accustomed to acting like a couple. His bare skin sent little electric shocks up her arms from where her fingertips had connected with him and she rested her cheek against his back, sighing softly and closing her eyes as the summer sun beat down on her.
"Emma?" Will asked some time later as he watched the sun dip in the sky so it was obscured by one of the large ornate buildings in the square. "Do you ever think…na…doesn't matter." He murmured, blushing as he thought of how soft what he was going to say would have sounded.
"No…tell me. What were you going to say? Do you ever think…?" Emma replied, her thumb circling a small pattern on Will's stomach, entrancing him.
"Well…okay…do you…do you ever think that some people are just made for each other and that well everybody realises it except for them?" He asked and Emma watched the skin on the back of his neck flush slightly pink with embarrassment.
Resting her cheek against Will's back she sighed softly, her breath tickling the bare skin and leaving goose bumps where it cut a path. "Yeah I guess so. It's like some people believe in love at first sight."
Bending further forwards so he could pick up a small silver charm from the step below that someone had obviously lost from a bracelet, the corners of Will's lips turned up slightly as he recalled his first meeting with Emma. "So do you not believe in love at first sight?" He asked as he returned to his original position.
"I uh…I don't really know. I mean I guess I believe in soul mates but not everybody finds theirs. I know that Matt certainly wasn't mine and I didn't love him at first sight. I think that if you're made for each other then yes it's love at first sight but you can learn to love someone. Do you not think?" She replied after a moments thought.
"I guess you're right but I wouldn't know. I've only been in love once properly. I thought I loved Christine but I don't really know what that turned out to be. Certainly not love though. Not if that's what I'm feeling now…" Will trailed off, clapping his hand over his mouth, as he comprehended what he'd just said.
"Feeling now?" Emma repeated, her mind blanking as her brain tried to process all the possible options from this statement.
Nodding slowly Will turned. "What I'm feeling now. Right now. I think its love." He whispered, his face a picture of worry. Emma sat frozen, unable to think. Then it all clicked into place.
"I think its love too." She answered him, reaching up slightly and covering his lips with hers. Kissing slowly, Will pulled her in towards him his hands taking up residence on her lower back as hers wound their way round his neck, sinking into his hair as the kiss deepened. Pulling back for air she smiled shyly and tucked her hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry for yesterday…for the way I behaved after…you know." She murmured blushing.
"After we slept together." Will filled in as he pulled her gently to her feet, his arm hooking around her waist in one natural, fluid motion. "Don't be. We can both forgive and forget can't we? After all this is all that matters."
With that, he took her by the hand and they began running down the Spanish Steps. Faster and faster they ran, skipping one step, then two and then taking great leaps and bounds until they became separated, Will's long legs giving him the advantage. Stopping briefly at the last five steps Emma saw Will turn around at the bottom and she launched herself at him, his strong arms catching her easily, swinging her round and round as she hung tightly around his neck.
An elderly couple shuffled past, stopping to smile at them as Emma ran her index finger lightly down Will's cheek, leaning in to press her lips against his as they stopped turning. "Ahh giovane amore." The man murmured as they continued on past the pair.
"Ah young love." Emma whispered in Will's ear before she trailed a stream of kisses down his cheek and back to his lips again. "Young love."