I am not responsible for this chapter. This chapter was written by Martha Smith-Jones, it's the first time i've collaborated with someone to write a story and it's been rather fun :) So all credit to Lily for this chapter. Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 2

They walked in silence for a few minutes when Alesha broke the silence.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I'm the one who should be saying sorry to you!"

Matt gazed at Alesha and smiled softly "Lesh, do you want to grab some dinner instead of the pub? I'm a bit peckish."

"Sounds good."

Alesha slowly but carefully leaned in and gave Matt a kiss on my cheek.

Matt smiled and thought to himself, 'I know I'm blushing. Why can't I be like any other normal person and just smile when someone kisses me on the cheek. I'm so stupid, I think every little thing means they like me.'

"Matt, I ...I L" but before Alesha could finish she heard her name being yelled from behind her. She turned and saw James running towards her.

"God, does that man not know when to rest!" Matt whispered while glaring at the figure running towards them. I thought she was about to say… but then he turns up. AGAIN.

Alesha just looked stunned, this was not how she had thought the night would progress.

"Alesha, Matt, I'm sorry. I just sometimes go too far trying to get the right result."

"You don't say" Matt mumbled, sarcastically.

"Alesha, I have feelings for you I always have. But you always go with him" James nodded his head to Matt.

"This is a bit much James, I mean you're my boss. It would be weird. I'm sorry. But I'm sure you'll find the girl of your dreams. It's just not me."

I saw Alesha give him a quick hug but she fell out of the embrace quickly, she briefly glanced back at me before saying "It's Matt. It's always been Matt." She smiled at me, put her arm around me and … I can't really remember what happened next. The only bit I do remember of that night was about 4 hours later.

4 Hours Later...

I woke up in a hospital bed. I opened my eyes to a very bright light. And there was Alesha crying silently.

I looked around, trying to speak but I couldn't. I tried to wiggle my body, I couldn't. I tried to SCREAM, but I couldn't.

Something was wrong. I saw James walk in and pull a sheet over me, just like they did to dead people. I'm not dead. I'M NOT DEAD, I tried screaming but nothing would help. Oh God. This was just like a horrible nightmare. But it got worse. James went over and kissed Alesha.

NOW it was just like my WORST nightmare minus the sheet over my head. Oh My God, I'm dead. This is an outer body experience.

I SCREAMED. I can scream now, great! Just great.

Just when I realized I had woken up. It WAS just a nightmare. I was sweating really badly. When I realised Alesha was lying next to me rubbing my back. She looked really scared.

"Are you okay?"

"Just one of those stupid nightmares I've been having."

"I didn't know you have been having nightmares?"

"Yeah, sorry" Matt then suddenly became aware of the pain in his cheek, he touched it gently with his hand, looking at Alesha in confusion. "What happened?"

"James" she said sorrowfully "He hit you."

"What? Why?" Matt looked alarmed.

Alesha raised her eyebrows "Why d'ya think?"

Matt lowered his eyes away from Alesha "I'm sorry...i didnt want it all to happen like this, i've made everything difficult for you."

"No more than usual" Alesha grinned "It's alright, James knows the score now. He's just got to learn to live with it." She gazed at Matt lovingly, brushing her hand gently against his bruised cheek "Are you okay?"

Matt smiled "Of course, i've got you haven't I."

Alesha smiled and lay down on the bed again to go back to sleep.

Matt knew he couldn't go back to sleep but he was sure Alesha could. He rolled over hugging her until she feel asleep. For the past few days I was thinking I should go to the Doctors and get some sleeping drugs. Maybe even a shrink. Because something was wrong with me. I shouldn't be getting nightmares. Not this often anyway. But now Alesha had changed everything, she seemed to have picked me. I couldn't quite understand why, but i'm so mighty glad that she did. Maybe the nightmares would cease now.