*disclamer: I must point out again here that i DO NOT own twilight any of it's characters or it's story line. Stephenie meyer does. on a side note i can not recomend the books enough! Love them to bits, they have honestly changed my life!
The rest of Newway close was sleeping, like they all should have been
for three in the morning. It was only number 14 that had lights on in their
living room and it was most certainly only number 14 that were waiting for a
visitor in the night. It wasn’t always number 14 of course that broke the night
time rules, others had babies and toddlers to look after and Mrs Wills in
number 11 did shifts but that night it
was number 14 and oh how I hated being
the one on the inside of that door.
“He shouldn’t be too long,” Emmet said coming back into the living room
from the kitchen with two mugs of tea. He handed one to me before sitting down
on the sofa and looking over at the pictures the danced over the TV screen. I
didn’t know why he had put it on after he had pulled me down the stair and sat
me on the sofa, I hadn’t been watching and had no real desire to do so. It was
on mute anyway.
“Is there a reason you’re watching the shopping channels?” Emmet asked
“Do you feel we need a magic mop in our lives?” I nudged the remote over to him
with the back of my hand and smiled as his fingers brushed over mine as he took
it and began to channel hop, different colours skimming over my eyes before
Emmet sighed and pressed the big red button on the top of the remote. “I must have a roll of nights coming up; it’s
been so long since I done them that I forgot there is bugger all on the TV
after midnight.”
“I have a four nighter coming up soon, thanks for reminding me, I’ll remember
to take a book. What’s AJ into at the moment; she normally has some good taste,”
I asked. Thinking of work helped, it distracted me from the world that I had
managed to get into tonight, solidified the edges between the two dimensions
that I seemed to have blurred. Razor blades and self-inflicted cuts that needed
checking out by a doctor belonged inside of those walls and on different arms. I
was more solid than that, seemingly untouchable.
“Vampires, I believe,” Emmet answered, enjoying the lift in my mood.
“The un-dead, doesn’t sound Very AJ, should we be allowing this?”
“It’s OK I have it under good authority that these sparkle and are vegetarians.
Bella practically attacked AJ the other day when she saw the front cover.”
“Twilight,” I smiled; it could
be nothing other than that if Bella had gotten excited. “You know what I could
surrender to sparkling vegetarian vampires.”
“What sparkles? If it sparkles I must have it,” Leo yelled as he pushed
open the front door and closed it behind him before jumping sideways into the
living room with a display of jazz hands. Emmet and myself burst into laughter
without meaning too before Emmet got to his feet and wrapped his arms around
Leo in a friendly hug. Leo was Emmet’s closest friend and probably oldest
dating all the way back to college. They had met each other by chance in one of
the social areas where Emmet found Leo being picked on mercilessly be a group
of other lads. Emmet had stopped it without trouble and got talking to Leo who
he found out to be a laugh and good friend.
Leo was Gay and very, very camp he was also
very, very brave and refused to hide what he was. He liked pink was into fashion
and skinny fit tops. He wore his blonde hair styled with a tub and a half of
styling product and was rather fond of nail varnish and eye liner that he wore
on a regular basis. He had a moisturising regime that was more precise than
most women, loved fake tan and sometimes body glitter and often used the line
that if he was any more feminine he would probably start menstruating. Some
said he was stupid and had made himself a target for bullies, Emmet and I saw
him as courage’s talented and hard working. He now was an A &E doctor and
one of our closest and reliable friends, including being best man at our
wedding and Mia’s god father.
“You still haven’t told me what sparkles yet. Whatever it is I want it.
I am very close to a tantrum!” Leo smiled throwing two bags down on the floor
with a thump before coming over and kissing me on the cheek.
“Vampires apparently,” I answered him.
“Indeed they do, indeed they do.” Leo said flicking his
hand and sitting down on the side of the chair next to me absent midday
grabbing my hand into his and pressing two fingers to take my pulse. “Stephenie meyer
is pure genius, love those books more than I can explained. I cried like a
baby,” Leo confirmed before handing my hand back to me. Emmet rolled his eyes.
“I am
thinking of reading them,” I admitted, “Seems to be quite popular at the unit
right now.”
“You should,
you really should, you must by them immediately,” Leo demanded. Emmet rolled
his eyes again.
“Do you want
tea?” Emmet asked heading towards the kitchen.
“Do you have
fruit tea?”
“Do I look
like a man that owns fruit tea? Have I ever owned fruit tea?”
“Esmee hasn’t got you
trained very well has she.”
Emmet rolled his eyes again at Leo before
turning to me and lighting up the rooms with a smile which I returned the air suddenly
feeling slightly lighter around my head. It had been years and somehow he could
still make me feel that way. Like a teenager with a silly crush. Like my heart
could skip a beat somehow and I knew that my cheeks must have shone red from
how my face burned. Emmet chuckled “I will leave you to girls to it,” he
laughed before leaving for the kitchen.
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