What have I done? I've completely ruined my probably only chance with Danny!! Why did I walk away? Why didn't I just kiss him? Emma had consoled me the night I came home from studying. I arrived in tears.
"Kerry, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Emma asked sounding extremely worried.
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, he didn't." I sobbed, "He asked me what I've been dreaming about in class and he had his hands on my shoulders, pleading with me to tell him." Tears were still streaming down from my eyes to my tear stained cheeks.
"So I told him and I ran away and I think I've completely ruined any chance I might have had with him." I broke down again. It felt as though my heart had been shattered to pieces, completely beyond repair.
"Oh Kerry, you don't think that, surely do you? I've seen the way he looks at you. If anything you have just confirmed your opportunity with him."
"I hope you're right, because I feel like a right idiot for telling him."
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A few months on and yet my growing feelings for Danny have not subsided. I haven't talked to him alone since that night. I participate in class and I always make sure that I get out of his class as quickly as possible. I want to avoid an encounter about what happened that night. But I just can't stop thinking about him. I just can't get his image out of my head.
It was coming up to Christmas and our student union had organised a social in a club nearby. So Emma and I decided we needed cheering up after our exams and went out to the club. We dressed to impressed, Emma in a gorgeous 1950's dress which showed off her perfect figure and I wore a fabulous corset dress.
We had a couple of cocktails and hit the dance floor. They were playing some of the new songs out on the radio but playing mixtures of the '80s and '90s as well. I went to get another drink, I forgot how thirsty I got when I was out. I bumped into someone at the bar made my apologies, and gave the barmaid my order. I noticed something, a scent, something familiar. I knew it from somewhere but couldn't remember. The person I bumped into turned around. Oh no!!!! It was Danny, that's what the scent was, his cologne and freshly washed clothes.
"We have to stop meeting like this," he smiled. I haven't been alone with Danny since that night in his apartment.
"Oh sorry, I, eh, didn't know who it was, sorry..." I replied, before I quickly walked away. Just in case he brought up the last time we were alone. He started calling for me, but I kept walking. Only when I reached Emma, I realised I hadn't even waited for the drinks.
"Kerry, are you ok?" she asked, "you look like you've seen a ghost!"