I have decided for the next month or so I am going to post a page from a short story I am writing each week, as this is what I intended this blog to be so I will see how this short story goes and who knows I might upload more short stories as and when I write them, for now, I hope you enjoy the first short story of hopefully many more to come.
Tell me it's love
For so long I'd gone thinking I'd never find anyone thinking I wasn't any good for anyone. I saw friends happy and with someone who cared about them, someone they could trust, someone they could love and someone they could grow old with. For so long I thought I'd never have that I thought I would only ever be with someone who would use me.
That was until I went out one night for my friend Annas birthday I wasn't expecting anything to happen, it was just meant to be a few quiet drinks with the girls. One thing, lead to another and where we ended up in town going around a handful of bars to assist us on our merely way. As none of it was planned I hadn't exactly dressed myself up for a night on the town nor had I dressed myself up to look like I was someone a guy would even look at. If anything I looked like I was staying in at home, in all honesty, that's what I thought we were doing.
We got sat down at yet another table in yet another bar in east London Anna had gone to get another round of vodka shots followed by rum and then whisky chasers. I'd managed to dodge myself out of the drinks whilst I got my own from the bar I opted for a lemon vodka as it seemed to be the best option going. I picked up my drink and turned around after paying. I was met by a human wall I bumped into the person spilling some of my drink. "I am so sorry can I help you dry your top or pay for a new one." I couldn't have been sorrier even if I had tried.
A thick Northern Irish accent flooded my ears "no it's fine it's my fault I shouldn't have been standing so close behind you please let me get you a drink, I am the one who made you spill it on me." I looked up to see where the Irish accent came from but all I could see was big blue eyes looking down at me I instantly felt weak but knew now wasn't the time to start falling for anyone. "No, it's fine I still have plenty left beside not a lot was spilt and I'm really sorry if it ruins your top. I'd best be getting back to my friends." I left the guy standing at the bar I felt his eyes watching me as I walked away but I didn't dare look back.
page two will be up next Wednesday please let me know what you think down in the comments.
hope you have are having a lovely day
love always Thinking out loud xx :D
