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I hadn't realised how long this chapter was, until I uploaded it.
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It was Saturday evening when Carla stormed into the rovers, to say that she'd had a bad day would have been an under statement. The night before with Peter had gone horribly, Carla'd gone home and spent the rest of the evening with a bottle of wine instead. She'd woken up to a killer hangover and to find that her whole building had no electric due to a fault.
Then she had gone to meet an old friend for brunch but the friend never turned up and when Carla called to ask her friend why, she had insisted that she had sent Carla an email to cancel.
"A large glass of red please Chelle n make it quick." Carla said leaning against the bar feeling majorly depressed, especially because when she had walked into the pub she'd seen Steve stood with his arm lovingly around Michelle and it looked as if she'd ruined a rather lovely moment.
"Well Hello Carla…" Michelle said with her eyebrows raised but she let go of Steve and poured Carla the glass of wine anyway. "So how was last night then?" she asked handing Carla her drink.
"We didn't even make it past the starters." Carla said taking a gulp of wine straight after she'd spoken, Michelle misunderstood the situation and smirked,
"Ohh I see... nice." she said watching Carla, it only took her a few moments before she realised that last night had clearly not gone well at all.
"I walked out on him." Carla said downing the rest of the wine and giving Michelle her the empty glass. "Keep em comin Chelle."
"What? Why?" Michelle asked stunned, Carla sighed heavily and said,
"It were a complete disaster, not only did Peter turn up almost an hour late after forgetting his wallet but who should come over and interrupt us but Ann flamin Mcintyre."
"Tina's Mum?" Michelle asked, reluctantly giving Carla another glass of wine, she was concerned because she knew how these types of things got started with Carla, it would be one drink after the other if she wasn't careful.
"Yep and let's just say she had a lot to say on me and Peter being out together and I was aving none of it." Carla said taking her glass and another huge sip.
"So what happened? Why did you end up walking out of the restaurant?" Michelle asked
"We had a row, Peter didn't like me sticking up for us and I just couldn't take it." Carla said looking down at her hands glumly. "I told him not to come after me and he didn't… go on then, say I told ya so."
"Me? What for?" Michelle asked,
"Well you were the one who said we should talk and not rush things, I ignored you and look what's happened?" Carla said.
"Carla, I do think that you two need to talk but don't get so upset by what happened last night, it's just a set back that's all…" Michelle said sympathetically because it looked as if all of Carla's hopes and dreams had been crushed last night.
"Is it?" Carla said looking up at Michelle, "I mean the whole Peter being late thing and him forgetting his wallet is just typical of him but I don't know I feel like seeing Ann…. maybe it was a sign."
"Oh a sign of what Carla?" Michelle scoffed.
"I dunno… maybe that we should both just stay friends after all." she said finishing her glass of wine, She looked down at the Empty glass and then up at Michelle who shook her head.
"I just think it was coincidence, ave you spoke to him?" Michelle said, ignoring Carla's request for another glass of wine. Carla shook her head and sighed,
"No, he's phoned a few times but I don't want to talk to him, not yet anyways…" Carla knew that ignoring Peter's calls was not the most mature thing to do in this situation but she didn't know what to say to him and she still hated the fact that he hadn't gone after her too. "Give us another wine Chelle… Please." Michelle sighed a little,
"I reckon you should take it slow don't you?" Michelle said, still a little worried at how quick Carla had knocked back those previous wines, it was quick even by Carla's standards.
"Alright, I promise I will make this next one last okay?" Carla said albeit a little reluctantly. She stayed in the pub for a few hours or so. Whilst there she had kept glancing at her phone but there were no more messages or calls from Peter and this made her want to drink even more. In the end Carla went home around eight pm, especially after Steve and Michelle were in a extremely lovey-dovey mood and it made her feel like a right gooseberry.
Peter on the other hand stayed well away from the pub and any other place where he might have bumped into Carla for that matter. He felt so useless and hated that he had just let Carla leave the restaurant like that. He'd tried to phone Carla a few times on Saturday and when she hadn't answered any of his calls he decided not that she obviously didn't want to speak to him and to leave her be.
He felt as if he'd totally messed things up with Carla and that she would probably be really difficult to talk back round to even being his friend, let alone his wife.
The idea of losing Carla again was a frightening one, one that almost took Peter's mind to a very dark yet very familiar place. Peter knew he had to try and make things right with Carla and soon.
The rest of the weekend had gone incredibly slowly for both of them and everyone who'd had the pleasure of running into Carla or Peter would agree that two days of them not talking to each other, had made them both very bad tempered, word went Round that they had obviously had some sort of fight and the residents of Weatherfield were almost trying to avoid them.
Monday came and Peter and Carla still hadn't spoken. This was because they were both as stubborn as each other and even though Carla had bitten the bullet and attempted to call Peter in the afternoon, he didn't answer any of them this time and so she gave up in the end.
Carla miserably strolled down the street after she had finished at work. She hated the horrible mood she had been in since Friday night and whilst she knew that her employees weren't to blame for it, she had definitely taken out some of her frustrations on them. Carla was headed to The Rover's when she bumped into Simon who was walking hand in hand with Santana. They both sprung apart when they saw her,
"Hi Carla." Simon said sheepishly, Santana nodded at Carla as well and smiled.
"Hiya…" Carla said wondering if Simon had been filled in on Friday night's events and from the way that he was looking at her, she guessed that he did know all about it.. Even with her mood, Carla couldn't help but smile at the cuteness of the two twelve year olds in front of her. "So where are you two off to then?" She asked,
"Santana's been round ours… I'm just walking her to the bus stop." Simon said proudly.
"Awwww aren't you a gent eh?" Carla said smiling at him, she was going to keep walking on so she wasn't caught being the gooseberry again but Simon then called after her,
"Carla… can we get some chips in a bit?" Carla turned back around and smiled at Simon.
"Yeah sure…" She nodded. Simon looked pleased and Carla left him and Santana at the bus stop to say their goodbyes, She wondered if they might kiss goodbye but as she was stood a little further up on the street, she saw that they decided to just hug instead. Simon beamed as he ran over to Carla and met her by the shops. "Nice evening then?" She asked putting an arm around him, he nodded as they made their way over to the chip shop.
"Yeah you?" He asked, although he could tell that Carla's mood was far from a good one.
"Not really no." She said as they went inside the chip shop. Once they had ordered and paid for their chips, they came out and sat on the bench outside. Simon who had smothered his chips in ketchup, took one and bit into it before asking Carla,
"So what happened with you and me Dad then?" She sighed and bit into a chip of her own, She shrugged at Simon not knowing where on earth to begin.
"That depends, what has he told you?"
"Nothing, all I know is that you two went out on Friday night and now the both of you are in these awful moods."
"I'm not in a mood…" Carla said almost laughing at Simon, he raised an eyebrow and took another chip out of his box.
"You sure? I saw you earlier, having a right go at Norris." Simon laughed,
"Too right I was avin a go at him, he walked right in front of me flamin car and then had the cheek to say that I was trying to run him over. The idiot." Carla said picking up a chip.
"So? Did you two argue or something?" Simon said still amused at Carla's spat with Norris but going back to talking about his Dad all the same.
"I wouldn't say we argued to be honest…" Carla began "We went out to eat and we saw… Tina's Mum."
"Uh oh.." Simon said, knowing that this must have been an extremely uncomfortable situation for his Dad and Carla to be in.
"Yeah uh oh indeed." Carla said.
"What happened then?" Simon asked
"Let's just say Ann was not pleased to see us and she said a lot of unpleasant things." Carla said "Anyway I got upset because your Dad didn't really say much to stick up for us and then when he did talk it were just awful… so I just left him there and we aint spoken since."
"That explains it then…" Simon nodded "Me Dad's been so miserable since Friday, He spent the whole of Saturday moping around and then he went off on this fishing trip with me Granddad yesterday."
"He's gone fishing?" Carla said a little disappointed because she was hoping to have sorted this mess with Peter out by the end of the day but also slightly relieved because the fact that she hadn't seen him around had been starting to worry her.
"Yeah, they're back tonight I think. Me Granddad wanted to go on his own but me Dad was having none of it, Anyways Granddad says he wishes me Dad had stayed at home because he has been acting well depressed and it's coz he obviously misses you like crazy."
"Oh yeah…" Carla said fiddling with a chip absent-mindedly "Well he don't flamin well act like it does he? I've been calling him all day today and he didn't answer once."
"He didn't take his phone." Simon said because Peter had left his phone behind on purpose, just to have some space and because deep down he was annoyed that Carla had ignored his phone calls and he wanted to make it easy for himself to ignore hers.
"Oh…" Carla said, "Well…I miss him too, more than I probably should Si." Carla looked at Simon and couldn't help but grin at him. "Did he tell you, I kissed him?" Simon shook his head
"Did ya?" He asked surprised but also pleased "When?"
"After the fireworks…" Carla said "Your Dad felt a little left out after seeing you and Santana kiss that's all…" Simon then went incredibly red.
"You saw us then?" he said sheepishly, amazed that his Dad hadn't of mentioned it to him and tried to wind him up about it yet.
"We sure did and let me just say it were the cutest thing I've ever seen in me whole life." Carla said smiling at Simon proudly "So is Santana finally your girlfriend then?"
"I dunno…" Simon shrugged "We aven't really talked about it." He said looking down at his chips anxiously. He definitely wasn't used to feeling this way about anyone and it scared him a little.
"Well maybe you should talk about it?" Carla said, "I mean d'ya want to be her boyfriend?" Simon nodded and blushed again "Then just ask her out Si." Carla said nudging him playfully.
"I'll make a deal with you shall I?" Simon said smiling at Carla, who rolled her eyes knowing exactly what Simon was getting at.
"Oh I know your game Simon Barlow…" She said as Simon laughed again "Fine…I will talk to your Dad, just as long as you talk to Santana… Okay?"
"Okay…" Simon said nervously, the thought of asking Santana out was incredibly daunting for him but he would do it a million times if it meant his Dad and Carla would finally get back on track and hopefully back together.
"Although I can't promise anything. I mean when it comes to being stubborn, me and your Dad are both as bad as each other really." Carla said munching another chip.
"You're both perfect for each other and the sooner you realise that the better." Simon said pulling another chip of his box and popping it into his mouth.
"You reckon?" Carla asked feeling a little silly, asking for a twelve year old's opinion but then again this wasn't just any old twelve year old this was Simon, the most important twelve year old in Carla's life. Simon nodded at her
"Yep, I mean if you're both acting like this after only, what, two days away from each other?" Simon said with his eyebrows raised "I definitely think it's about time you both got back together… and you don't ave to worry about me because I promise I'll be on my best behaviour."
"So there'll be no wicked stepmother jokes then?" Carla joked
"Nope." Simon shook his head, but he looked like he wanted to say something else.
"What is it?" Carla asked a little warily, Simon hesitated for a moment and then said
"I just wanted to say that no matter what happens with me Dad… I… I love you Carla." Simon said smiling at her modestly. Carla welled up at Simon's sweet words and shook her head fondly at him.
"You are one amazing kid y'know that right…" Carla said. Simon shrugged at her "I mean it Si, after everything you've been through you really are something… and I love you too." She added, putting an arm around him. Simon snuggled in close to Carla, hoping and praying that after his Dad got back, he and Carla could talk and that soon they could have their own little family back.
Tuesday came and Carla decided enough was enough, She was planning to see Peter at some point and as promised to Simon, she was definitely going to talk to him. She was feeling rather nervous about it and had gone into Roy's Roll's for some breakfast, She ordered a coffee, sat down at a table by her self miserably and It wasn't long before Roy had come over and sat down opposite. He cautiously placed the coffee in front of her and was watching her.
"Alright Roy?" Carla said bewilderedly.
"I couldn't help but notice that you were sat in here on your own…" Carla gave Roy a friendly smile and shrugged "No Peter with you this morning?" Roy said.
Carla hadn't noticed that she had been in the café with Peter so much but when she really thought about it, they usually were always in there together.
"No… he's at work… I guess." Carla said looking at her watch, Simon had text her to tell her that his Dad had got back late last night. "Can I… ask you something Roy?" She said feeling slightly nervous again. He nodded looking intrigued
"I think so…" He said, Carla took a sip of her coffee and then said
"Say, I were thinkin of… maybe giving Peter another chance… what would you... think about that?" Roy didn't look too surprised by this question and shrugged at Carla.
"Me? Why does it matter what I think?"
"I dunno, you're me friend and I really value what you've got to say… so… go on then, what d'ya think?" Carla asked anxiously because she truly did value what Roy thought of her.
"Well I don't know really…" Roy began
"That's helpful." Carla said jokingly
"Carla… I would be lying if I didn't think that it would be slightly risky to go back… there with Peter." Roy said, Carla nodded knowing that Roy wouldn't be too thrilled at the idea of her and Peter getting back together. "But if I've learnt anything over the past few years, it's that life is too short not to take risks, especially when it comes to love and I'd say that a love… like the one you shared with Peter... well the one that you so clearly still share with Peter…" Carla smiled sheepishly as Roy continued "A love like that is very rare and you should really try to hold onto it if you can."
"So… is that your way of saying that I should get back with Peter then?" Carla asked, Roy shrugged again and said,
"Only you can make that decision Carla… all I will say is that I've never seen you happier then you have been since Peter's been back and you of all people deserve to be happy, especially after the things you've been through." Carla sipped some more coffee and then grinned,
"Oh honestly, look at me eh? What d'ya think Haley would say about all of this?" She asked,
"Oh I definitely think that Hayley would probably tell you to stop worrying about everyone else thinks and just follow your heart." Roy said smiling bitter sweetly. Carla nodded at him knowing that he was absolutely right.
Peter had driven home from work at around one o clock, that very same afternoon. It was on his lunch break and it was because he'd forgotten something at home. On the way out of his Dad's house he saw a very familiar black Mercedes drive around the corner and park right outside Underworld. Peter took a look at the driver and then did a double take.
It was Marc Matthews and it actually seemed as if he had the nerve to come back to the factory. Peter stormed straight over to him, the foul mood that he had been in since Friday night, had just got one hundred times worse.
"What the hell do you want?" Peter angrily asked,
"Look I don't want any trouble..." Marc sighed as he locked his car.
"Then you better leave... now." Peter said, now breathing heavily, the last thing he wanted was for this guy to get anywhere near Carla again.
"All I want to do is talk to Carla, okay?" Marc said calmly, almost as if he really didn't want any trouble.
"No way." Peter said but Marc just rolled his eyes at him and began to walk towards the factory anyway. "Did ya not hear me? You think I'm gonna let you in there after the last time? You might not realise this but that woman has been through hell and back and you really scared her." Marc gave a little sarcastic laugh and said,
"Isn't it a little too late for this concerned husband act? I mean you weren't so bothered about her when you were busy sleeping with someone else." Peter suddenly grabbed Marc by his suit jacket.
"You ave no idea what you are talking about!" Peter said furiously, his mind was racing, he was unaware that Marc knew so much about his past and it definitely unsettled him a little. Marc tried to get Peter to let go off him but he just couldn't shake him off.
"Look all I know is that you seriously need to let go of me, I'm only here to talk to Carla!" Marc cried but Peter still had hold of him roughly.
"Tell you what, I'll let go of you if you promise to get in your car and never come back." Peter said. Marc gave him a shove and shook his head but Peter still had hold of him and there was no way he was about to let him go.
"This is strictly business." Marc insisted as the factory doors suddenly opened behind them.
"Oi!" A unimpressed Carla shouted from the steps "What on earth is going on?" Peter let go of Marc and looked at Carla, who was dressed in tight black jeans and a white vest. He hadn't seen her in days but the mere sight of her being stood there made his heart skip a beat.
Carla gave Peter a timid smile and almost had to stop herself from actually waving at him, the miserable mood she had been in for the past few days was already starting to fade away, just from being able to see Peter again.
"He just grabbed me…" Marc said looking at Peter irritatedly and then he turned to Carla "I just wanna talk to you that is all, I promise. Please just give me a chance to explain."
"You ave five minutes." Carla said briskly, Peter looked at her astonished and then back at Marc who said,
"Thank you." And he started walking up the steps to the doors "Why don't you come too if you don't trust me." He had meant it sarcastically but Peter didn't hesitate to follow them inside, there was no way on earth he was going to allow Carla to be alone with this man again, not after he had managed to upset her so much the last time.
The factory was still full of workers so Peter needn't have worried and as everyone was staring at the three of them, Carla felt the need to send them to lunch early. They were all rather pleased about this because they'd had rather a tense morning with Carla and as Beth mumbled something about a threesome, Carla's eyes widened for about the tenth time that day. All of the machinists, plus Sally and Alya quickly went off on their lunch break before they could get in any more trouble.
Carla then went into her office followed by Peter and Marc. She leant against her desk with her eyebrows raised as Marc came in, followed by Peter. He stood by the wall watching Marc like a hawk, Marc grinned at him and the looked at Carla
"What's this then? He your new body guard?" Marc said pointing towards Peter with his thumb.
"Oh yeah very funny mate." Peter said dryly.
"Look you really don't ave to stand there like that, it's really not necessary." Marc said but Peter laughed falsely and said
"Trust me it's necessary." Carla tutted at the both of them and sighed,
"Right, that's enough bickering from you two, let's cut to the chase shall we Marc." Marc was still staring Peter down but he then turned and looked apologetically at Carla.
"Well first of all, I really really want to apologise for what happened the last time I was here…" Marc said "I realise I sounded like a complete and utter arse… I should have listened to you when you said no but I just got so worked up… I obviously have some issues that need to be worked on and I honestly didn't mean to scare you like that."
"Thank you." Carla said although she shot Peter a rather annoyed look, wondering what he might have told Marc whilst they were scuffling outside. "I'm sorry that I lashed out, I'll admit I over reacted slightly."
"Don't apologise to him Carla." Peter snapped.
"Would you Shhh Peter!" Carla said rolling her eyes at him, Marc went into his suit jacket and pulled out a cheque and handed it to Carla.
"I just wanted to settle my last payment in person and apologise that's all." Marc said regretfully. He genuinely looked as if he was sorry for what had happened in the office last week.
"Well you've done all that, so I guess you can go now right?" Peter said,
"Do you wanna wait outside Peter?" Carla warned, Peter shook his head at her and folded his arms childishly.
"So after everything I take it that you don't want to do any more business with me." Marc said sorrowfully
"You got that right." Peter said, thinking that the way Marc was acting was rather pathetic.
"Right that's it…" Carla said opening her office door "Out." She said pointing out of the door and into the factory.
Peter tutted and walked right out of her office, Carla sighed and left her door open as she turned back to Marc.
"He's a delight." Marc said dryly, looking at Peter who was stood outside Carla's office, he had his back to Marc and Carla but he was still right by the door, so that he could still hear everything that was said.
"Yeah he's an idiot…" Carla said smiling at the back of Peter's head, "but he's right, I think me and you should just go our separate ways."
"I understand." Marc said he sighed heavily and gave Carla a smile "I still really like you though and I wish you all the luck for the future." Peter let out a very loud and very sarcastic laugh at what Marc had just said. Marc just rolled his eyes at him and looked at Carla "He's incredibly childish for someone so old… are you sure that you want him instead of me?" Carla smirked and nodded at Marc, as even she could see that he clearly meant this as a joke.
"Yeah I'm sure." She said watching Peter through the window fondly. He still had his back to them so she couldn't be sure that he had heard what she had just said.
"Goodbye Carla." Marc said and he shook her hand in a very professional matter before and leaving her office. He walked past Peter and didn't say anything at all, even when Peter called
"Good riddance."
"Peter get in ere!" Carla called this time. Peter entered her office apprehensively and stood opposite her. Neither of them said anything for a while but soon enough Carla shook her head at him and said "Honestly what were you thinking Peter? Scrapping in the street like that."
"I couldn't help it" Peter said "The way you were the last time he was ere, I never ever wanna see you like that again Carla… Not ever" he said.
"And just what did ya tell him about all that eh?" Carla asked, as to her, it definitely seemed like Peter had something to Marc. Peter just shrugged his shoulders stubbornly and didn't say anything. Carla sighed and then decided that Marc seemed to be out of her life for good now and to change the subject. "How was this fishing trip then?" She asked.
"It were… okay… I guess." Peter said. There was another small silence before Carla then asked,
"Peter… why didn't you come after me?"
"Because you told me not to..." Peter said frowning at her because it was true and she had asked him not to follow her and now it seemed as if he was getting the blame for it.
"And since when did you do anything you were told?" Carla said with an eye brow raised.
"Friday was a bit of a disaster wasn't it." Peter said leaning against the wall. Carla nodded still leaning against her desk opposite him.
"Pretty much." She said as Peter's face finally began to soften, the anger that had consumed him was slowly drifting away with each moment that he spent in Carla's presence.
"Carla… I'm sorry for the way I acted, I should have stuck up for you, I don't know what happened, everything was going wrong and then Ann showed up and I was just stunned, then the way you let go of my hand so suddenly and so quickly, It honestly made me feel like you didn't want to be seen with me… it kind of made me feel as if we weren't in it together." Carla shook her head at him because she so hadn't meant for Peter to have felt like that.
"Peter it wasn't that at all... It was just a shock to see Ann stood there like that…" Carla said "and I'm sorry for just walking out on ya, I was so upset and I wasn't thinking straight. I just wanted the night to be perfect for us y'know and she ruined it and then when you didn't even come after me…"
"Carla you told me-"
"Yeah yeah I know I told ya not to come after me but deep down I wanted ya to." Carla said interrupting him because he had interrupted her.
"So how come when I phoned you over the weekend, all I got was your delightful little message tone?" Peter asked and it was Carla's turn to shrug this time.
"I dunno… I didn't really know what to say to you… n then when I got over being childish about this I tried calling you but then Si told me you left your phone at home… I couldn't believe you'd gone fishing and I just wanted to speak to you and tell you that I really missed you." Peter looked down at his shoes, he was trying to still act if he was still mad at Carla for not answering his phone calls but truthfully he stopped being mad the moment he saw her.
"I've missed you too." Peter eventually said still looking down at his feet "Carla I missed everything about you, your hugs, your smile… the way we just talk about random stuff for hours on end… I really missed that actually."
"Yeah me n all…" Carla said, she took a deep breath and then said, "You're right me and you do talk about absolutely everything and anything but… there's one thing we don't talk about and I think it's about time we did…" Her heart was pounding away under her vest as she spoke and Peter suddenly looked up at her.
"What's that then?" He asked although he knew exactly what she meant. Carla swallowed and watched him closely.
"Did ya hear I what I said earlier? To Marc?"
"Yeah, I heard you call me an idiot." He said rather dismally.
"You are an idiot." Carla laughed "but you're my idiot" She said softly and finally Peter smiled at her sheepishly. She'd been waiting to see that gorgeous smile since he had walked back into the office and as it finally spread across his face, she suddenly felt more at ease. "Peter… Did ya hear what else I said to Marc earlier?" Peter shrugged at her but he had heard and he couldn't help but still smile at her.
"Yeah I heard…"
"I meant it y'know." She said and she suddenly felt so relived, as if starting to tell Peter all of this had lifted huge weight off of her shoulders. Peter stood up straight and looked at Carla longingly "I do want you and not in a let's just be friends way." She took a deep breath as Peter stood before her in silence, "I need to get one thing straight though, I aven't forgotten what you did with Tina." She said, and Peter nodded at her, he knew she hadn't forgotten and he hadn't expected her to have either.
"I know and I guess it were really naive of us to think we could just carry on, without talking about any of this at some point." Peter began but Carla shook her head,
"Are you going to let me finish?" She asked, Peter stopped talking and nodded again "What I was gonna say was whilst I haven't forgotten what you did and whilst I probably never will... I ave forgiven you, I'd forgiven you long before you'd got back ere if I'm honest, All that time when I was without you... I kept telling myself that I was better off and that I was over you but when I started hanging out with Simon I realised that I was just fooling myself… I'm not over you and I never was." Peter didn't say or do anything this time, he just listened instead, he was also rather surprised that Carla had admitted to forgiving him for making the biggest mistake of his life. "So… how do you feel about all that then?" Carla asked him, She was sure she knew but she wanted to hear him say it.
"I think it's pretty obvious how I feel Carla..." Peter began "I'm still crazy about you, even more then I was before, if that's even the slightest bit possible. You're the first person I think of when I wake up and when I'm in me shoddy sofa bed at night, all I'm thinking about is how much I wish I was cuddled up next to you instead"
"Go on…" Carla said smiling at Peter coyly, enjoying hearing the way he spoke about her with such affection.
"Y'know I reckon I'm probably the luckiest guy on the planet, I mean after everything I did, you were brave enough to let me back in your life and not only that you've been there for me and my family when you could have been off living your own life…" Peter said and he then got a little chocked up for a moment, Carla went to say something but he shook his head "Let me finish… I know that I messed up and that I have no right to be putting you in this position but If you did give us another chance, I promise you that I will never, ever do anything to hurt you again, All I want in life is another chance to make you happy." He said
"You do make me happy Peter" Carla said softly "The way we talk, the way we laugh… When I'm around you Peter everything feels… perfect." Peter sniffed and smiled as Carla had said perfect. "God, saying all this feels so… satisfying." Peter nodded at her in agreement.
"I agree n don't get me wrong, these past few months being your friend have truly been amazing but they have also been incredibly frustrating." He said thinking about how many times he had been desperate to just grab Carla and kiss her. "So... What does all this mean?" Peter asked calmly, not wanting to get his hopes up, Carla shifted on her feet and put her head on one side and shrugged,
"Well I reckon it means that we should probably stop beating around the bush and give it another go... maybe..." Carla said sheepishly,
"Okay…" Peter said awkwardly not knowing what to do next, There was a moment of silence before Carla said
"God we are so bad at this…" She laughed and Peter laughed too and then awkwardly said
"So…"
"Oh Just get over ere and kiss me Peter!" Carla cried and Peter began to move eagerly towards her then he stopped suddenly.
"Wait" Peter said " Should it be this easy?" he said smiling "I mean this is me and you so… surely there's something…" Carla shrugged at him not knowing what he was getting at "Let me get this straight."
"Peter..."
"Neither of us are seeing anyone right?" he asked even though he knew that he neither of them were.
"Not that I know of..." Carla smiled
"And neither of us are due in court anytime soon?" he said remembering the countless courtroom dramas they had been caught up in, in the past.
"I hope not." Carla laughed, shaking her head.
"And I aven't got a son that hates you?" Peter added moving closer to Carla again, She shook her head again, remembering the conversation she had had with Simon yesterday.
"Nope... in fact I think he's me biggest fan." She said as Peter put his hands on her hips
"Second biggest actually." he added as Carla put her arms around his neck lovingly, Peter closed his eyes in pure bliss not actually able to believe that any of this was happening.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asked her softly, scared that he'd wake up and this would all be some beautiful dream.
"I've never wanted anything more in me life…" Carla said gazing into Peter's eyes "You're right it's been amazing being friends but me calling you a friend does not do you justice. You're so much more than that Peter and you have been for ages now." Carla said resting her forehead against his "You've reminded me why I fell in love with you in the first place, you're kind, funny, caring and not to mention extremely handsome." Peter laughed quietly as Carla continued "How could I not want this eh? I've been aching for you to hold me like this…" She said, "It's not going to be easy, in fact it'll probably be down right difficult but I know that we can make it work this time Peter" Peter nodded at Carla fondly.
"We can… I know we can." He said then he grinned "Hey we had good run as just mates though…"
"We sure did." Carla said, "I'm mean Michelle was sure we wouldn't last longer than a week."
"And Tracy… She tells me Beth has twenty quid riding on me and you being back together before Christmas..." Peter started but Carla butted in,
"Peter… Y'know I'm still waiting for you to kiss me right?" Carla reminded softly.
Peter took a deep breath and brushed some of her long brown hair behind an ear, He tenderly stroked her cheek with his thumb, pro longing his kiss on purpose. "Peter..." Carla moaned stamping her foot impatiently, Peter chuckled at her and then he finally did it.
He kissed her. Gently at first, holding her head in his hands tenderly, He then increased the pressure a little and moved one hand back down to her waist. It was weird how them kissing felt so wonderfully familiar but excitingly new all at the same time. The kiss lasted for a few minutes and when it came to a natural end on both their parts, Carla sniffed, She had tears in her eyes and one fell down her cheek.
"This is it okay, us together, No messing around, no games, no one else… just me and you right?" She said. Peter nodded still with one of his hands still in her hair, He twirled a piece of it around with is fingers as he said
"One hundred per cent yes, I am never, ever letting you go again."
"Good, because I meant what I said the other day at the fireworks, I couldn't live without you or your crazy family." Carla laughed as Peter kissed her affectionately on the forehead and then he grinned.
"I'll tell you what this is the best lunch break ever."
"Lunch break?" Carla said and she giggled when she realised Peter was in his smart work clothes "How come you're ere then?"
"I had to go back to me Dad's because I'd left me mobile at home." Peter explained.
"Again? My my you are getting forgetful in your old age." Carla said cheekily.
"Oi.. I'll tell you something I aven't forgotten though." Peter said pulling Carla close again.
"What's that then?" she breathed,
"I aven't forgot how to make you feel weak at the knees." He said and he leant in for another kiss, She pulled him towards her as his tongue met hers and he pushed her against her desk, She soon found herself jumping up so that she was sat on it and she had both of her legs wrapped around his middle. Carla moved a hand from around Peter's neck and ran it down his body, She stopped at the top of his trousers, Peter pulled away from her and grinned "See…" he said smugly.
"The girls won't be back for ages…" Carla said running a finger along his belt.
"I know that but I've gotta get back to work soon and I want to do this properly." he said even though it was getting increasingly hard to resist Carla as she was sat on her desk in front of him.
"What d'ya mean?" she asked with her head on one side.
"We never really had a first date did we? And I reckon after Friday night we should probably try again…" Peter said taking the hand that Carla had so close to the bottom half of his body and holding it affectionately, instead of letting her continue to fiddle with his belt.
"Okay… so we'll go on this date then." She said nodding, but her eyes were filled with desire as she tried to pull him in again for another kiss.
"I'm serious Carla, I don't want this to be some fumble in your office." Peter said taking hold of Carla's wondering hands and making her giggle. "I want to take you out and do this all properly." Carla put her arms back around his neck and began stroking it with one of her thumbs.
"So are you seriously turning me down?" Carla asked and she squeezed the legs she had either side of him against his body, She licked her lips sensing that she was having an amazing affect on Peter as he breathed out suddenly, he took a deep breath and nodded at her weakly.
"As hard as it is, Yes I am" he said "Besides I gotta get back to work, it's not gonna look good if I'm already skiving on me second week is it?' He said.
"Oh I reckon we've got a good half an hour or so before you need to get back." Carla said still stroking the back of his neck.
"Half an hour?" Peter scoffed "Trust me Carla, When the time comes… we are gonna need hours." He said and he begun to kiss her passionately on the neck.
"Oh Peter..." Carla groaned "How is that supposed to make me feel eh." She said but Peter continued to place kisses up and down on her neck "So I reckon we should get this date going as soon as possible…" She said breathing rigidly after a few more torturous kisses from Peter. "What you doing tonight?"
"Mmmmm I've actually got a meeting tonight." Peter said into Carla's neck, not actually removing his lips from it as he spoke. "What about tomorrow?" He suggested,
"Can you really wait till then Peter? Because I know I can't." Carla sighed.
It was then that Beth entered the factory, she walked over to her machine and picked up her purse, which she had left behind earlier, She looked over into the open office and saw Carla sat on her desk with Peter in between her legs, kissing her collarbone with his hands tangled in her hair.
"Hi Peter, Hi Mrs Connor!" Beth called, grinning as Peter and Carla both looked out of the room, They both giggled, not even trying to hide what they were doing. "Looks like Sean owes me twenty quid." She said winking at them as she made her way out of the factory. Carla laughed and reluctantly got off of her desk.
"Well this'll be spread across the street in minutes." Peter said as Beth was hardly known for keeping her mouth shut.
"D'ya care?" Carla said
"Not really… I mean if Beth tells everyone, it'll save me from running up and down the street n shouting it from the rooftops like I was gonna." Peter grinned
"So tomorrow then?" Carla said "Where we going? and are you gonna be able to remember to get there on time?"
"Leave it to me." Peter said and he kissed Carla once more, She barley had time to respond to the kiss before he pulled away from her again, leaving her yearning for more.
"So are you saying we can't do anything before our date?" Carla said with a seductive grin "Not even a lil bit of heavy petting?" Peter laughed and shook his head at her.
"Trust me… It'll be worth it… I'll call you later okay?" he promised, hating to leave Carla but he knew that if he stayed, that he would lose what little will power he had left, he would give into Carla's irresistible advances and now that Beth was let loose with the knowledge of them kissing in the office, he was sure they'd have an audience soon.
"You make sure you do." Carla said watching Peter as he let go of her reluctantly. He had only got to the door of Carla's office before turning around and coming back for one more magnificent kiss.
Hope you all enjoyed that chapter, I hope you didn't mind it being so long.
Please let me know what you think of it and also if you have time, go n have a read of "One Sweet Day" which is my version of Peter's horrendous return to the Cobbles.
Thanks again.
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