A Long Road To Home (6)
TITLE: A Long Road To Home
RATING: All..I think :)
DESCRIPTION: Sophie leaves home and meets Sian, who offers her a job and place to live.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
I woke up to the winter sunlight softly caressing the blanket that was wrapped around me. Sitting upright on the couch, I strained my eyes against the light that was peaking in from the closed blinds and pulled the blanket closer around me. I turned to the door to see it closed shut and realized I must have fallen asleep here and Sian had put the thin blanket around me to keep me warm. A small smile crept onto my face as I imagined her doing so. I sat yawning, looking around and appreciating the classy look of her living room. It was decorated in brown, cream and red much like the bedroom she had given me to sleep in. Just as I was about to rise and make my way back to the room the door edge open and Sian popped her smiling head through.
"Morning, sleepy." She teased entering in her pyjamas. I wasn't too subtle in the fact that I was trying not to look at her gorgeous legs that poked out from her tiny bed-shorts as I whipped my head up, nearly breaking my neck. Who wears shorts like that to bed in the winter? Don't get me wrong, I was beyond glad that she had but really....? She so doesn't wear them to bed in December.
"Hiya." I smile hoarsely, sleep still lacing my voice. I cleared my throat to try and get rid of it before pulling the blanket around me again. "Fall asleep, did I?" I smirk looking at Sian and then back down at the material around me.
Sian scoffs a little and then slumps down on the couch beside me. " On me actually, and then you started snoring and dribbling everywhere...I had to leave." Her eyebrows raise as she waits for my response.
It was hard to tell when she was joking or not. So hard to tell, in fact, that despite not knowing for sure if it had happened I felt the heat creep into my cheeks.
Sian burst into giggles, the redness of my cheeks obviously very visible. "Aww, babe!" She gets out between her laughs. "I'm sorry, I was only messin'." She stuffed her hands into the pockets of the hoody she must have slipped on before coming in and relaxed back into the couch, her head flopped back tilted to look at me.
"Good sleep?" She asks fluttering her eyelashes at me. I think I actually started shaking when she did that. How can she possible be so cool and beautiful? I take a few seconds to catch my breath, having to resort to a simple nod of my head when I can't.
"You look very pretty when you're asleep." She mumbles a tiny smile in the corner of her lips threatening to turn into a smirk.
She takes my breath again. I was in love with Nicole, right? She never made me forget, literally forget how to breath...She didn't make my eyes hurt because I was afraid to blink incase she wasn't there when they opened up...Nicole didn't make my heart pound so hard in my chest that I couldn't hear anything else. I wasn't in love with Sian. I wasn't in love with her. I wasn't. I mean...God, we could just never happen anyway could we? No matter how much I wanted it. She'd kill me when she found out my age and she wouldn't want to know me when she realizes how fucked up my whole life has been. She didn't even like me, did she? I wish I could read her mind. She thinks I'm pretty...I think she's stunning. God, look at her. Who looks that perfect when they've just woken up?
"Sorry." She mumbles again this time without the smile. She must have thought she'd embaressed me or made me feel uncomfortable because I hadn't answered.
"No, sorry." I stutter shaking my head. "I was just..." I trail off not knowing what to say.
"I have something to ask you." Sian tells me shuffling so she's facing me on the couch.
"Okay." I whisper awkwardly. I hoped she wouldn't ask me anything more about where I was living or anything about my mum or dad because....
"You can say no, of course, but I just thought you might like to..." She pauses to look me intently in the eye. "And I would really like you to come...if you wanted..." She stops again, clears her throat letting out a little giggle before she continues. "Sorry, my friend's birthday, kinda like a party thing tonight...Was arranged weeks ago but...I only remembered last night but you'd already fallen asleep." Sian finished giggling again.
"Umm...er...I don't...I mean I would like...you know, but I don't really..." I mumble looking down at my hands in my lap. "I don't exactly have anything to wear..."
"Be honest, right? Are you using that as an excuse not to come or do you actually wanna go?" Sian asks boldly. I loved that about her. I could never just hit out with that, I'd skip around it trying to pry it out of someone but she just asks straight up.
"No, I do! I do wanna go...with you..I just...don't have anything to wear...I didn't bring a lot from..." I mumble embaressed. I couldn't exactly go in a pair of skinnies when she was gonna be wearing some gorgeous little dress or something...
"Well, you know what we're gonna do today then? We're going shopping! And, before you say you can't afford to, my treat! And I'm serious this time, you're sacked if you don't come and let me." Sian jumps to her feet excited by the idea and a rush of excitement jolts through me at the idea to. Shopping with Sian? God, that sounded like a tv show or something didn't it? I feel myself smiling before remembering what we were talking about.
"No, you're not gonna buy..." I begin to protest standing up to walk after her as she heads for the door, looking over her shoulder at me.
"Soph! Tell you what, I'll buy it right but how about I just take it off your wages, eh? Deal?" She turns back to face me and I almost crash into her.
Her beautiful eyes pierce right through me. How can I ever utter the word no to her? She genuinely wants me to go with her and a party with Sian? Yes, please.
"Okay, deal." I grin and she squeals happily.
"Come on then, lets get ready!" She nudges my arm squealing again and pulls the door open.
"Wait, what about...?" I stop her before she walks out of the room.
"Adam's gonna take care of it, stop worrying." She reads my mind. I stand smirking at how she knew what I was talking about. " Okay, shower time. You can use the one in my room...it's cleaner. I wouldn't put you through having to use the main bathroom, Adam uses that. An hour enough for ya to get sorted?" She beams at me moving down the hallway, almost skipping. I watch her legs walk away, my breathe trapped in my throat.
"Yeah." I mumble quietly still watching her from the same position, my hear thudding so hard in my chest.
"Okay, see ya in an hour then!" She grins looking back and then disappearing into the main bathroom.
I stay where I am for another few seconds before finding myself grinning again. Shaking my head, I move hurriedly into her room.
Her room was perfect. Proper perfect, like the way you imagine your dream room or something. The inside of this entire place makes me forget it's just an ordinary bar...The inside probably makes it not so ordinary actually but... My feet carry me into the center of the room where I just stand gazing around. She'd already made her bed, showing me that organized side of her I already knew existed and there wasn't a spec of dust anywhere else. Some of her clothes hung on one of them rails you find in clothes shops against the wall. She had an amazing dress sense, these clothes were evidence of that. The sheets on her bed were black with red patterns around the bottom and the same design was on her fluffed pillows.
Her dressing table was lined with different hair products, creams, nail polishes, perfumes and make up. Everything was tidily lined up, tidy to the point where I started to suspect if she had OCD or not...Turning around the idea was dismissed from my head by a big pile in the corner, at the side of a chest of drawers. Empty shoe boxes were stuffed and some shoes spilled out at the bottom. Items of clothing were crushed between the shoes and boxes and some wires wrapped around them looking like they held the pile in place.
I grin a little at the mess of that tiny little area in comparison to the rest of the immaculate room. Turing again, I spotted her en suite and I headed for it, knowing that fresh towels were probrably in there already. As I moved to the door, an item on the floor, not even in my line of sight, caught my eye. I narrowed my eyes already knowing what it was. Knickers, her knickers. Sian's knickers. Sian's knickers lay on the floor under an open drawer that as I peered closer I could see contained her underwear. They must have fallen out when she was in there....I have to warn myself not to reach down and pick them up, telling myself it's a bad idea. As the thoughts still run through my head, I find myself holding them in my hands. I genuinely intended only to pick them up and put them back in the drawer but standing with them in my hand, I felt like some sort of pervert. Just as I began to get flustered, I heard someone clear their throat behind me. Sian, of course. Who else would bloody catch me holding her knickers?
Mortified didn't cover it. I turned, so stunned and shocked to face her the knickers out in my hand.
She looked like she was about to burst out laughing and I could tell that, not only from the smirk on her lips but from the gleam in her eye.
I try to explain to her but I end up opening my mouth and spluttering absolutely nothing which only embarrasses me more.
"Erm..." She breaks the awkward silence stepping quickly toward me. "I just..." She peels the knickers from my fingers. I don't do a thing, I don't move, I don't attempt to speak again, I don't think I can. "Need these." She holds in a giggle, scrunching them up in her hand. My hand still remained sticking out toward her. "Yeah." She grinned embarrassed by the situation too.
"I..." I gasp.
"Perv." She turns to wink at me before letting her laughter out as she leaves the room closing the door behind her.
My jaw drops and I waste another five minutes of my hour staring at the door, trying to decide if that had just really happened.
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2 and a half hours later we return from out shopping trip, hands full of bags filled with shoes and different dresses. I got around to explaining what had happened in her room with the knickers and she just laughed, telling me she was only messing with me and that she had dropped them earlier when she was taking the rest of her stuff into the main bathroom. I was beyond relieved but still embarrassed because I did still get caught holding them. At least she knew I wasn't snooping through her drawers though...
Sian had been so nice out shopping and had made me try on dress after dress, telling me I look beautiful in every one of them. My heart stopped the first time said it to me and we both just stared at one another before I looked away and stumbled back into the dressing room. The other times she said it I just smiled shyly while my heart threatened to rip out of my chest for it's thumping.
I could barely look at her in the dresses she tried on incase I drooled everywhere. She knew I fancied her. She must know now! God, I'd been so obvious! I nearly tore down the curtain in one of the changing room cubical when she came into the same one as me and started to undress. I jumped out half naked, telling her the dress was too small. She knew! She must have done....
We'd got our dresses pretty quickly and we'd gone for coffee which I bought feeling like an idiot for letting her spend so much money on a dress for me. I knew she had no intention of taking anything from my wages and we'd probably end up having a little argument about that but... Turned out Sian got very giddy on the coffee. I loved seeing her laugh and smile so much. I'd found out a lot about her life just listening to her telling me funny stories about the time she went to Madrid or the time she went to that market in Manchester or the time she went fishing in Scotland...She told me so many things I didn't ever expect her to do, the fishing for example. Turned out she was quite into that actually.
We grabbed a drink down at the bar before going up to get changed. I was ready within an hour, really liking the little blue dress that fitted perfectly. Sian had liked this one particularly and that was really the main reason I agreed on it. Sian had given me her curlers and my hair fell in long brown waves past my shoulders, she'd also given me some fake tan which annoyingly I had slightly overdone. It wasn't that obvious, probably not even noticeable. I was just paranoid about how she'd think I looked. I was excited to see Sian's dress...She's taken 4 or 5 into the dressing room with her and refused to tell me which one she picked, sending me off on a cookie run to ashop just across the street while she paid.
I hadn't been to that many parties and certainly nothing like the party I was going to tonight. Sian was older than me and most of her friends were older than her so I was a little worried about any of them saying anything. I was even more worried about not being sold alcohol or getting asked for ID or something. I would just have to ask Sian to go up to the bar for me...
Taking one last look in the mirror and one last deep breath, I flicked some of my hair from my eyes, glanced down making sure I had nothing on my dress and then I headed to the door. I opened it quietly and walked slowly down the hall, stopping outside Sian's room. It took me a couple of seconds before I got the nerve to knock but when I did she opened the door immediately, grinning from behind it before reaching out her hand and pulling me inside.
Thank you for reading :)
RATING: All..I think :)
DESCRIPTION: Sophie leaves home and meets Sian, who offers her a job and place to live.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
I woke up to the winter sunlight softly caressing the blanket that was wrapped around me. Sitting upright on the couch, I strained my eyes against the light that was peaking in from the closed blinds and pulled the blanket closer around me. I turned to the door to see it closed shut and realized I must have fallen asleep here and Sian had put the thin blanket around me to keep me warm. A small smile crept onto my face as I imagined her doing so. I sat yawning, looking around and appreciating the classy look of her living room. It was decorated in brown, cream and red much like the bedroom she had given me to sleep in. Just as I was about to rise and make my way back to the room the door edge open and Sian popped her smiling head through.
"Morning, sleepy." She teased entering in her pyjamas. I wasn't too subtle in the fact that I was trying not to look at her gorgeous legs that poked out from her tiny bed-shorts as I whipped my head up, nearly breaking my neck. Who wears shorts like that to bed in the winter? Don't get me wrong, I was beyond glad that she had but really....? She so doesn't wear them to bed in December.
"Hiya." I smile hoarsely, sleep still lacing my voice. I cleared my throat to try and get rid of it before pulling the blanket around me again. "Fall asleep, did I?" I smirk looking at Sian and then back down at the material around me.
Sian scoffs a little and then slumps down on the couch beside me. " On me actually, and then you started snoring and dribbling everywhere...I had to leave." Her eyebrows raise as she waits for my response.
It was hard to tell when she was joking or not. So hard to tell, in fact, that despite not knowing for sure if it had happened I felt the heat creep into my cheeks.
Sian burst into giggles, the redness of my cheeks obviously very visible. "Aww, babe!" She gets out between her laughs. "I'm sorry, I was only messin'." She stuffed her hands into the pockets of the hoody she must have slipped on before coming in and relaxed back into the couch, her head flopped back tilted to look at me.
"Good sleep?" She asks fluttering her eyelashes at me. I think I actually started shaking when she did that. How can she possible be so cool and beautiful? I take a few seconds to catch my breath, having to resort to a simple nod of my head when I can't.
"You look very pretty when you're asleep." She mumbles a tiny smile in the corner of her lips threatening to turn into a smirk.
She takes my breath again. I was in love with Nicole, right? She never made me forget, literally forget how to breath...She didn't make my eyes hurt because I was afraid to blink incase she wasn't there when they opened up...Nicole didn't make my heart pound so hard in my chest that I couldn't hear anything else. I wasn't in love with Sian. I wasn't in love with her. I wasn't. I mean...God, we could just never happen anyway could we? No matter how much I wanted it. She'd kill me when she found out my age and she wouldn't want to know me when she realizes how fucked up my whole life has been. She didn't even like me, did she? I wish I could read her mind. She thinks I'm pretty...I think she's stunning. God, look at her. Who looks that perfect when they've just woken up?
"Sorry." She mumbles again this time without the smile. She must have thought she'd embaressed me or made me feel uncomfortable because I hadn't answered.
"No, sorry." I stutter shaking my head. "I was just..." I trail off not knowing what to say.
"I have something to ask you." Sian tells me shuffling so she's facing me on the couch.
"Okay." I whisper awkwardly. I hoped she wouldn't ask me anything more about where I was living or anything about my mum or dad because....
"You can say no, of course, but I just thought you might like to..." She pauses to look me intently in the eye. "And I would really like you to come...if you wanted..." She stops again, clears her throat letting out a little giggle before she continues. "Sorry, my friend's birthday, kinda like a party thing tonight...Was arranged weeks ago but...I only remembered last night but you'd already fallen asleep." Sian finished giggling again.
"Umm...er...I don't...I mean I would like...you know, but I don't really..." I mumble looking down at my hands in my lap. "I don't exactly have anything to wear..."
"Be honest, right? Are you using that as an excuse not to come or do you actually wanna go?" Sian asks boldly. I loved that about her. I could never just hit out with that, I'd skip around it trying to pry it out of someone but she just asks straight up.
"No, I do! I do wanna go...with you..I just...don't have anything to wear...I didn't bring a lot from..." I mumble embaressed. I couldn't exactly go in a pair of skinnies when she was gonna be wearing some gorgeous little dress or something...
"Well, you know what we're gonna do today then? We're going shopping! And, before you say you can't afford to, my treat! And I'm serious this time, you're sacked if you don't come and let me." Sian jumps to her feet excited by the idea and a rush of excitement jolts through me at the idea to. Shopping with Sian? God, that sounded like a tv show or something didn't it? I feel myself smiling before remembering what we were talking about.
"No, you're not gonna buy..." I begin to protest standing up to walk after her as she heads for the door, looking over her shoulder at me.
"Soph! Tell you what, I'll buy it right but how about I just take it off your wages, eh? Deal?" She turns back to face me and I almost crash into her.
Her beautiful eyes pierce right through me. How can I ever utter the word no to her? She genuinely wants me to go with her and a party with Sian? Yes, please.
"Okay, deal." I grin and she squeals happily.
"Come on then, lets get ready!" She nudges my arm squealing again and pulls the door open.
"Wait, what about...?" I stop her before she walks out of the room.
"Adam's gonna take care of it, stop worrying." She reads my mind. I stand smirking at how she knew what I was talking about. " Okay, shower time. You can use the one in my room...it's cleaner. I wouldn't put you through having to use the main bathroom, Adam uses that. An hour enough for ya to get sorted?" She beams at me moving down the hallway, almost skipping. I watch her legs walk away, my breathe trapped in my throat.
"Yeah." I mumble quietly still watching her from the same position, my hear thudding so hard in my chest.
"Okay, see ya in an hour then!" She grins looking back and then disappearing into the main bathroom.
I stay where I am for another few seconds before finding myself grinning again. Shaking my head, I move hurriedly into her room.
Her room was perfect. Proper perfect, like the way you imagine your dream room or something. The inside of this entire place makes me forget it's just an ordinary bar...The inside probably makes it not so ordinary actually but... My feet carry me into the center of the room where I just stand gazing around. She'd already made her bed, showing me that organized side of her I already knew existed and there wasn't a spec of dust anywhere else. Some of her clothes hung on one of them rails you find in clothes shops against the wall. She had an amazing dress sense, these clothes were evidence of that. The sheets on her bed were black with red patterns around the bottom and the same design was on her fluffed pillows.
Her dressing table was lined with different hair products, creams, nail polishes, perfumes and make up. Everything was tidily lined up, tidy to the point where I started to suspect if she had OCD or not...Turning around the idea was dismissed from my head by a big pile in the corner, at the side of a chest of drawers. Empty shoe boxes were stuffed and some shoes spilled out at the bottom. Items of clothing were crushed between the shoes and boxes and some wires wrapped around them looking like they held the pile in place.
I grin a little at the mess of that tiny little area in comparison to the rest of the immaculate room. Turing again, I spotted her en suite and I headed for it, knowing that fresh towels were probrably in there already. As I moved to the door, an item on the floor, not even in my line of sight, caught my eye. I narrowed my eyes already knowing what it was. Knickers, her knickers. Sian's knickers. Sian's knickers lay on the floor under an open drawer that as I peered closer I could see contained her underwear. They must have fallen out when she was in there....I have to warn myself not to reach down and pick them up, telling myself it's a bad idea. As the thoughts still run through my head, I find myself holding them in my hands. I genuinely intended only to pick them up and put them back in the drawer but standing with them in my hand, I felt like some sort of pervert. Just as I began to get flustered, I heard someone clear their throat behind me. Sian, of course. Who else would bloody catch me holding her knickers?
Mortified didn't cover it. I turned, so stunned and shocked to face her the knickers out in my hand.
She looked like she was about to burst out laughing and I could tell that, not only from the smirk on her lips but from the gleam in her eye.
I try to explain to her but I end up opening my mouth and spluttering absolutely nothing which only embarrasses me more.
"Erm..." She breaks the awkward silence stepping quickly toward me. "I just..." She peels the knickers from my fingers. I don't do a thing, I don't move, I don't attempt to speak again, I don't think I can. "Need these." She holds in a giggle, scrunching them up in her hand. My hand still remained sticking out toward her. "Yeah." She grinned embarrassed by the situation too.
"I..." I gasp.
"Perv." She turns to wink at me before letting her laughter out as she leaves the room closing the door behind her.
My jaw drops and I waste another five minutes of my hour staring at the door, trying to decide if that had just really happened.
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2 and a half hours later we return from out shopping trip, hands full of bags filled with shoes and different dresses. I got around to explaining what had happened in her room with the knickers and she just laughed, telling me she was only messing with me and that she had dropped them earlier when she was taking the rest of her stuff into the main bathroom. I was beyond relieved but still embarrassed because I did still get caught holding them. At least she knew I wasn't snooping through her drawers though...
Sian had been so nice out shopping and had made me try on dress after dress, telling me I look beautiful in every one of them. My heart stopped the first time said it to me and we both just stared at one another before I looked away and stumbled back into the dressing room. The other times she said it I just smiled shyly while my heart threatened to rip out of my chest for it's thumping.
I could barely look at her in the dresses she tried on incase I drooled everywhere. She knew I fancied her. She must know now! God, I'd been so obvious! I nearly tore down the curtain in one of the changing room cubical when she came into the same one as me and started to undress. I jumped out half naked, telling her the dress was too small. She knew! She must have done....
We'd got our dresses pretty quickly and we'd gone for coffee which I bought feeling like an idiot for letting her spend so much money on a dress for me. I knew she had no intention of taking anything from my wages and we'd probably end up having a little argument about that but... Turned out Sian got very giddy on the coffee. I loved seeing her laugh and smile so much. I'd found out a lot about her life just listening to her telling me funny stories about the time she went to Madrid or the time she went to that market in Manchester or the time she went fishing in Scotland...She told me so many things I didn't ever expect her to do, the fishing for example. Turned out she was quite into that actually.
We grabbed a drink down at the bar before going up to get changed. I was ready within an hour, really liking the little blue dress that fitted perfectly. Sian had liked this one particularly and that was really the main reason I agreed on it. Sian had given me her curlers and my hair fell in long brown waves past my shoulders, she'd also given me some fake tan which annoyingly I had slightly overdone. It wasn't that obvious, probably not even noticeable. I was just paranoid about how she'd think I looked. I was excited to see Sian's dress...She's taken 4 or 5 into the dressing room with her and refused to tell me which one she picked, sending me off on a cookie run to ashop just across the street while she paid.
I hadn't been to that many parties and certainly nothing like the party I was going to tonight. Sian was older than me and most of her friends were older than her so I was a little worried about any of them saying anything. I was even more worried about not being sold alcohol or getting asked for ID or something. I would just have to ask Sian to go up to the bar for me...
Taking one last look in the mirror and one last deep breath, I flicked some of my hair from my eyes, glanced down making sure I had nothing on my dress and then I headed to the door. I opened it quietly and walked slowly down the hall, stopping outside Sian's room. It took me a couple of seconds before I got the nerve to knock but when I did she opened the door immediately, grinning from behind it before reaching out her hand and pulling me inside.
Thank you for reading :)