Clara laid there biting her thumb tip extremely worried."Oh, god how could I be so careless," She muttered to herself. "We should've used extra protection." The thought of her dad finding out made her sick, she knew he was really going to upset with her and Matt. How could she let this happen?
Then Matt's lips lovingly pressing against her shoulder snapped her out of her thoughts. "Mornin' luv," He smiled. "Did you sleep,well?" He nuzzled her neck while tenderly stroking her arm, once a welcoming tender gesture, now mocked her of her carelessness.
"Yeah." Clara replied softly. He noticed she seemed bothered. "Something wrong?" Clara just avoided his gaze. She couldn't tell him, yet or at least until she was positive if she had made a mistake. "Clara?" He said.
"Huh?" She replied. "Are you alright?" He asked concerned. Guilt swept over her as she looked into those sincere green eyes. She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going to take a shower." Clara forced a smile before secretly grabbing her pills and cellphone and quickly heading to the bathroom.
Matt laid there on his side confused as the bathroom door closed.
Meanwhile it was supposed to be his day off but David's noisy cellphone woke him from a deep sleep, he groaned as he propped himself up to reach his phone on the nightstand. David briefly glanced at Matt's perfectly made bed and grunted before answering. "Hello?" He said rubbing his eyes.
"David?" It was Clara, a very nervous Clara. He frowned. "Clara? Blimey, do you know what time it is and why do I hear the shower?"
"I'm in the bathroom." She said anxiously leaning against the tile wall. David nodded. "Uh, huh, sorry I asked." "Look, I'm sorry I didn't want Matt to hear me calling you." She replied. "Why?" He frowned. "Before I tell you I need to ask you something." Clara said. "What?" He yawned wishing he could go back to sleep.
She took a deep breath before awkwardly blurting out. "Do you and Amy use um, birth control pills?"
"What?" David exclaimed. Did she just ask him that? "Do you and Amy use the pill?" She repeated making sure she wasn't heard by Matt. "Okay, one: Why are you asking and two: Why should I tell you?" He scoffed.
"Please, David it's important." Clara begged. David sighed. He couldn't believe he was answering this. "No, we use condoms, why?"
Her heart dropped still she wasn't surprised. Of course she knew Amy didn't take birth control pills but she had to check though it just officially confirmed her worse fear. She really did forget to take it.
Clara's long pause was bothering David. "Clara, what's going on?" He asked now sounding worried.
"I-I better go." Clara said softly before hanging up. David stared at his phone puzzled. "What was that all about?" He was tempted to call back but instead shrugged it off and was about to enjoy some more sleep when his phone rang again. "Blimey!" He groaned grabbing it while remaining lying down. "Hello?" David sighed.
"David?" It was Amy. He propped himself up and smiled. "Amy, hi!" "Hi, did I call too late or too early," Amy asked. "I've only been here a short time but I can't tell. I never was good at time zones." She admitted.
"No, its fine, its morning. Did you make your hotel, alright?" David said sitting up. "Yeah, I did." She replied. "Great so how's New York?" He asked messing with a loose tread on his blanket.
She sighed. "It's big and lots of buildings, lots of fun things to do and… I'm missing you already." David smiled slightly. "I know. I miss you, too." He swallowed thickly. God he wished she were here with him. "So what's on tap for you, today?" He said trying to sound cheerful.
"Um, two talk shows and three book signings." Amy replied. "Wow," He whistled. "Sounds busy!" "Yeah, I wish you could see the talk shows." She said.
"Well, I can catch it on the internet." He shrugged. "Okay, good." She replied. "By the way," He said running his hand through his messy hair. "Have you seen my blue t-shirt? I can't find it."
The there was a period of silence. "Amy?" He said concerned. "I'm here." She replied innocently. David nodded. "So have you seen it?"
"Yeah." She replied coy. "Oh, good where?" He asked. "It's in my hand." Amy admitted shyly. He frowned. "Uh, why?" "I wanted something of yours to hold at night when I slept." She explained.
He smirked thoughtfully. "Okay, but you know that thing hasn't been washed, right?" "That's why I took it. It feels like you." Amy said lovingly. David smiled. "Fair enough but can I have it back when you get home?" "We'll see." She replied simply making him grin.
"Um, David?" Amy said. "Hmm?" He replied. "Were you going back to sleep after I hang up?" She asked. "Yeah, probably." David replied stretching. "Could you…" Her sentence trailed like she was reluctant. "Could I what, luv?" He asked. Amy sighed. "Could you leave your phone on while you slept?"
"Why?" He replied. "So I can listen to you breathing for a while before I have to get up," She said softly. "I want it to feel like you're here with me."
David gave a small smirk. "Sure, I'd like that, too, hang on." He then laid down with the phone beside him on his pillow and as he fell asleep Amy listened to the steady rhythm of his breathing with a tear filled smile in her lonely hotel suite in New York.