My chapters are a little short and i was really lacking imagination at the end of this one so once again advice please. Please R&R
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Deader than dead meat!

"Now there's no need to cry over me Kittykat."

I wiped my eyes and looked up. "Do you want to bring me down too?" I asked him.
He looked offended. We'll it served him right. He could have stuck up for me instead of sneaking back to annoy me. I bet the lads don't even know he's here.

"I want to apologise. For earlier. Rollo was dead out of line and Jas, well RoRo is dealing with her. I would have said something but there was Emma and the lads would have known how I truly felt if I said something and it's all just a bit of a mess. Just like your make-up." He laughed.

I was not amused. I already knew my make-up and my life was a mess. I didn't need reminding. But I didn't know what he meant about how he truly felt. That one left me completely stumped. So I asked, "What do you mean about how you felt? And where is puppy dog Emma?"

"Well here's the thing Gee, I think I've fallen for your mad ways and I've wanted to tell you but something always gets in the way. This time it was Emma. She's a lovely girl and any lad would be privileged to have her but she's not the one for me. She's not you."

That one shocked me. As I sat there with my blank goldfish expression he carried on…

"However, I can't break up with her" What! "It's the day before valentines and I just can't do it. It would break her heart. The break up is gonna break her heart anyway but I just can't do it today Gee. I know you don't wanna know this but we're meant to be having some romantic meal tonight to welcome in valentines and I know you can guess what that leads on to. And I just want you to know that I want it to be you... I wish it was you I was with rather than Emma. There I said it... I want you Gee. Always have."

By this time he had moved closer and had my chin cupped in his hand. My brain wasn't even functioning. I wasn't thinking. I dint know what to think and I had to try take it all in. before I knew it Dave kissed me. It was gentle but then I felt his passion and urgency. It was in that moment that I realised I wanted him too. I loved him and hadn't even noticed it. He was in front of my giant honker the whole time. I blame my nose… it sheer size was enough to block him out and I didn't even notice it…

As my brain babbled on, Dave stopped kissing me and got up to leave. As he did he said, "I'm sorry Gee. I just can't do it to her no matter how much I want you."

I walked home and ended up in my bad of pain and that's where I am now.
Why does Dave have to be so confusing? It's at this point I would usually phone jazzy up and ask her this but I am eschewing her with a firm hand. She is dead to me. Deader than dead meat! It was probably her who called me a tart. I'd rather be a tart than a wearer of massive knickers. Or would I? Being called a tart means all the boys think you're easy and will drop your pants for anyone. And I am most certainly not that. I respect myself too much, no offensive to the bummer twins of course.

Oh I am such a mess. And I've just realised I'm in my bed at 4pm. I must be vair depressed. I think I'll go a moody walk.

10 minutes later

Oh I've started blubbing again. I didn't mean to wonder to the park or the same bench for that matter. Pull yourself together Georgia!

And it's just as well really because along came Robbie and Lindsay. Eww, she was clung round him like the wet weed she is. How does he put up with it?
Robbie waved and tried to come over, obviously sensing my lonely and upset mood, but weedy pulled him the other way. Who can blame her? Any one is a step up from her. Or is that a little harsh? Nope, I don't think it is.

I wonder if he knows about her fake nunga nungas yet? If he hasn't they haven't gotten vair far up the snogging scale. And if that's the case then he definitely doesn't know of her thong. Yuck, get that thought of my mind. I feel dirty.