I'm not sure about this chapter but here it is anyway! Ive written the next part so if you guys enjoy this I'll upload tomorrow! Thanks again for the generous reviews, they make my day! Xox
"And I can barely look at you, but every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere away from here."
It was a week or so before Peter laid eyes on Carla again, her skin sun kissed and hair even lighter than before from the sun as it tumbled down her back. She threw Peter an almost side smile as she saw him watching, admiring, and gave a tiny wave before shutting the car door and heading inside the factory.
He knew LA would be good for her, he knew she'd needed to clear her head but although they'd shared a few texts while she was away, he'd missed her like crazy. He bit his lip, finding himself following behind her like a love sick puppy, desperate to be in her presence again.
Carla didn't notice as Peter leaned against the open office door, letting his eyes take her in with a soft smile as he watched her settle back into working life almost immediately. "Hello stranger..." he smirked softly, bored of waiting for her to notice him, missing her sultry tones and the way her voice made his body shiver.
"Blimey, Peter you scared the life out of me!" Carla gasped, honestly being oblivious to his arrival. Peter chuckled, coming inside now, "sorry love, just wanted to say hello." He let his eyes glance over her body, taking in the way the grey dress she wore accentuated her curves. He'd almost forgotten just the affect she had on him. Carla smiled coyly, Peter making no attempts to hide the way his eyes devoured her, enjoying his attention again. He sat with her and they chatted for a while, catching up on the last couple of weeks and just talking like they used to, obviously slipping back into a comfortable relationship, despite what was left unsaid between them. Carla ended up getting little to no work done for the rest of the afternoon, Peter making no attempts to leave and Carla not wanting him to either.
A while later and they sat on either end of Carla's sofa, but the way Carla's legs spread across the sofa meant they were constantly touching. "That orange juice doing it for ya kid?" Carla smirked softly, drinking her own and making a feeble attempt to hide the way her heart jumped at Peters touch. He laughed softly "oh aye, I've found an orange juice on the rocks can cure all me troubles. " Peter joked back, enjoying being around her again and the lighthearted conversation they could share. He felt so at ease in her home, despite only being there a handful of times, her company making him feel safe again
"Oh and what troubles do you gave eh? Now living comfortably rent free at ya dad's, a jobs just fallen into ya lap and you're back near ya kid, seems pretty peachy to me Barlow." She didn't speak bitterly, just honestly, finding she was happy that he was back around and happy that he was near, though not admitting that.
"Well I haven't got you for a start." Peters honesty shocked Carla and she looked down at her glass before back up at him, the silence in the room almost deafening.
"I'm moving back to LA." She blurted it out, watching Peters face visibly drop. "What?! Forever? You can't be serious Car'.."
"Being here isn't good for me, Peter. I need a fresh start, another chance." She watched him carefully after her response, letting him take everything in, his heartache at the situation obvious. He nodded, not knowing what to say but feeling like he'd pushed her away unknowingly. He stood up, Carla mirroring him and following him to the door
"Are you not even going to try and fight for me, are you not going to try and make me stay?" Carla spoke so quietly, her heart in her mouth, "I feel like everything I say pushes you away further, I feel like I get closer and then blink and you're further away than ever." Peter spoke so softly and honestly, not realising how close they were standing now.
Moments later Peter felt Carla's lips crashing onto his and immediately he responded, unable to help himself. They kissed for what felt like forever desperate for each other despite neither of them fully giving in.
"Carla you can't leave.."
"Peter come with me.."
They both spoke at the same time, pulling away from each other but only slightly and neither of them replied, neither of them spoke, their future hanging in the balance...